The drugs appear to have worked, Dave is on the mend! We have hooked up with a couple of guys who experienced the same joyous bus ride as us and who were staying in the same guest house as us, which has made getting around a lot cheaper. We managed to get Dave up and out of bed the next day to go visit a waterfall, which we all had a nice swim in. When we got back we had a wonder around the town and grabbed some dinner, before browsing the night market. The following day we went to the Pak Au caves which is a temple to the god of the elements, where buddhists used to pilgrimage to worship. We stupidly didnt bring a torch, which made the trip that little bit longer, as we couldn't see where we were walking! On the way back from the caves we stopped at a whisky village. Alcohol out here goes as follows - If its less than 15% its wine if its more than 15% its whisky! This whisky is made from rice and they bottle it with snakes, scorpions, pretty much anything they can find!
That afternoon we visited some temples and in return got eaten alive by mozzies! That evening we had planned to go to the night market and pretty much buy it all however, during dinner there was a massive power cut and then kept going on and off. This meant the ATMs were all going down = no money!! Eventually they came back on - Thank buddha! and we were able to do our shopping.

The next day we had to say a sad goodbye to Papa and his family at the guest house before we made our way to Phonsavan. This took in total about 9 hours through some beautiful scenery. We made a stop at some caves which were used as a hospital when the Americans bombed. They still had a bed and the floor was covered in small medicine bottles, it was pretty cool.
Today we've visited 3 different sites for the p[lain of jars. They re like the stone henge of Laos. Big stone jars which nobody seems quite sure what they were used for. The sites were bombed heavily during the war which is really sad as a lot of damage has been caused to both them and surrounding temples.