Vang Vieng: The Snake Hunter
Monday, January 23rd, 2006The afternoon had melted away. Our last in Vang Vieng; Bec and I spent the twilight hours of the day sitting in an open bamboo hut by the river, watching the sky turn slowly pink as the sun grew tired, drinking BeerLao, and eating a delicious Lao dish of chicken Laap; minced chicken mixed with lime juice, mint leaves and chilli, and served with lettuce and sticky rice. Tubers and Kayakers floated past, Jack Johnson wafted out of the nearby speakers, and little Lao kids played in the sand, running and smiling and laughing.
Yeah, life was pretty darn good.