Race to Bangkok

After our treck we had very little time in Laos we travelled pretty uncomfortably by bus down to Louang Prabang, which looked a bit seedy and package touristy at night. It is supposed to be beatuful though. We left by bus the next morning for Vientienne, the capital, which was uninspiring, about the same size as Oldham or Luton or Wolverhampton and seemingly less interesting.

We left pretty quickly and got on the train to Bangkok. The train was a nightmare, it broke down and we were stuck for 3 hours without any news before being shunted off very slowly. Me and Vicky took turns getting some kip on the floor on some newspaper, along with the local Thais and a few Brits. It was a crappy day and night but everyone was in the same boat, eventually, 8 hours late, we arrived in Bangkok, Thank f**k. We were so glad to be in Bangkok the day before a flight, we spent the day getting stuff together and getting some deserved sleep in a comfty bed.

Oh, the pictures are of the amazing countryside between Louang Prabang and Vientienne. Laos is like a scrunched up piece of paper that has been iron out with the palm of ones hand, it is covered with small mountains, the landscape is impossible, impassible, unsurpassable blah blah blah.

Off to Shanghai next for 2 weeks teaching practice next with 80 Brits, which should be a good laugh, and then on to Nanjing where the train terminates for 9 months and where i'll be teaching Zhonggou ren (chinese people). A different kind of journey...a cultural and linguistic journey...eey I talk some crap sometimes!