Following my minor breakdown, still feeling tired I decided I had too few days left to make it to Laos under my own steam. My visa expires on the 10th feb. The guide book stated if you get to Vinh a nice man called Mr Hai would arrange a bus to Laos for you. So I cycled the 30k to the closest town and got a bus to Vinh, found Mr Hai and sure enough he was happy to sell me a bus ticket to Laos for a heavily inflated price, at that stage I didn't mind paying above the going rate I just need to get out of the country. The next morning I arrived at the bus station at 5.30 as directed by Mr Hai, at 7.15 I was still waiting at the bus station *alarmbells*. finally I boarded a bus, next stop Laos. The rickety bus bounced and sped up the mountainous hills #glad I was not cycling, they were massive! After 5 hrs we arrived at a remote hill town, the driver said bye we back to Vinh. But Where was I? Where is this boarder crossing? I refused to leave the bus until I had spoken to Mr Hai, who said there were not enough people to go to Laos so they were stopping here. The book had warned of stories like this. He told me a bus will be coming tomorrow to pick me up- um we'll see. Anyway the sun was shining and the area was beautiful, I took the opportunity to do some washing and gave some R and R time.