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So having not been feeling great, I spent the majority of my day in bed with the exception of a small walk to get some fresh air and a croissant. This ended up involving crossing 2 very high and very rickety bridges over the Mekong, not doing my stomach much justice.....
3 out of 8 of the beds in my dorm had poorly travellers in them today so at least we could share some Netflix suggestions between us and be understanding of the happenings in our en-suite toilet!
After an evening stroll around Luang Prabang's fabulous night market, I found myself back in my now-familiar bedroom and ready for a well-needed nights sleep....or not. At 2am, I was awoken by two of my room mates coming back from what seemed like a good night out, but I had no need to be frustrated at this, if only I knew what was coming at 4am....
I rolled over in an attempt to get comfy, only to find myself rolling into a puddle on my bed... I then heard dripping. My eyes flashed open and I looked up to see the liquid coming from the top bunk, as I lay disturbed on the bottom.... I think I need say no more but reassure you all that I washed my PJ's and silk liner thoroughly the following morning (after falling back to sleep in a ball on the only dry patch of my mattress). It turns out that the choice for people to go on the top bunk may very well be a conscious one indeed, and one that I will no doubt start making!
The one with one too many waterfalls...
February 11, 2018
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Luang Prabang, Laos
So having not been feeling great, I spent the majority of my day in bed with the exception of a small walk to get some fresh air and a croissant. This ended up involving crossing 2 very high and very rickety bridges over the Mekong, not doing my stomach much justice.....
3 out of 8 of the beds in my dorm had poorly travellers in them today so at least we could share some Netflix suggestions between us and be understanding of the happenings in our en-suite toilet!
After an evening stroll around Luang Prabang's fabulous night market, I found myself back in my now-familiar bedroom and ready for a well-needed nights sleep....or not. At 2am, I was awoken by two of my room mates coming back from what seemed like a good night out, but I had no need to be frustrated at this, if only I knew what was coming at 4am....
I rolled over in an attempt to get comfy, only to find myself rolling into a puddle on my bed... I then heard dripping. My eyes flashed open and I looked up to see the liquid coming from the top bunk, as I lay disturbed on the bottom.... I think I need say no more but reassure you all that I washed my PJ's and silk liner thoroughly the following morning (after falling back to sleep in a ball on the only dry patch of my mattress). It turns out that the choice for people to go on the top bunk may very well be a conscious one indeed, and one that I will no doubt start making!
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The one where I'm unprepared
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The one where I people watch
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The one with the sweaty boys
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The one with the pickled slugs
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The one where I smell
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The one with pacing bears and bamboo grubs
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The one where I might have rabies
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The one with more Pad Thai
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The one with 762 curves
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The one with boobs
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The one with the wall of China
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The one where I'm full
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The one with the "cruise"
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The one with waterfalls
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The one with one too many waterfalls...
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The one where the bird dies
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The one with the Lao Lao
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The one where I discover bangers and mash
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The one with moody views
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The one with a girl, a bike and a big city
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The one where I'm offered a foetus kebab
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The one where I'm really lazy
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The one with dolphins in it
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The one with the virgin chicken
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The one where I eat a lot of pepper
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The one with the minty Carbonara
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The one where there's a bit o splash back
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The one where I'm at one with nature
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The one with the red chair restaurants
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The one with the disappointed tourists
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The one where it's not actually cake
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The one where I wait
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The one where I cross the border
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The one where there are tiny chairs at tiny tables
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The one where I fight with the toilet
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The one where there was "no roast duck" left
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The one with the fashionable poncho's
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The one with the broken scooter
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The one where I eat wild mushrooms
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The one where my kayak is full of coral
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The one with the giggling policemen
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The one where I am reunited with Pad Thai
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The one where everything is extortionate
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The one where I'm a bottomless pit
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The one where I apparently stink
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The one where he melted
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The one where Oasis perform live
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The one where my splinter is sterile
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The one where it comes to an end
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