Drinking Masala Coke in Pokhara, Nepal (BEFORE)
Drinking Masala Coke in Pokhara, Nepal (AFTER)
I am in Vientiane now, after a very anti-climactic 36 hours in the notorious riverside town of Vang Vieng. Despite utter frustration at an utterly busted laptop (I was highly recommended the Asus eee by other travel blogs but it has been nothing but trouble for me… and now it has died completely), Vientiane seems like a cute little city full of ornate Buddhist temples, French cafes and shops full of beautiful handicrafts.
I only have 22 days left before I fly to Melbourne to visit my dear friend Ali; I have about another ten days in Laos, leaving me less than two weeks in Cambodia. Looking back, I would have distributed my time a bit differently, but I know that I did what I wanted to do in the moment, and that’s all that really matters. Besides, even if I can’t see everything this time, I’m sure to be back again, and again, and perhaps again…