The Young Man Odyssey

I do not know a soul who enjoys 10 hour bus rides, and by the ninth hour I was ready to slap the israeli to my left just for a spark of entertainment. Everything went on peacefully, and while I boarded at 8:30 am we did not arrive until about 6. I didn’t slap anyone it was just one of those meandering thoughts that creeps into intensive boredom.

Luang Prabang is the poor man’s France. The very poor man, at around $15 a day. The streets are lined in brick, and the houses and restaurants sport European architecture, it is lovely to be back in civilization.

I dined with a Dutch man I met on the bus, fresh out of quitting his job. I often neglect to say my age as I fear it will come off.. well young. I left those details aside and we had Indian food which I had been craving, the 900 page book I’m reading being completely set in Bombay, India.

I shall soak up the city for a few days, and move on. Perhaps to the south to go tubing down a river, or perhaps to the airport to catch a plane to Hanoi. I do not know yet. But Vietnam looms in the near future, no more than 10 days away. I have heard mixed reviews, especially when it comes to their attitude about Americans, Mr. Bush has not given my passport any credibility.

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