it was a drizzly, gray morning as the bus from chiang mai dropped us off in the little riverside town of chiang khong, at the northwestern border of thailand. after a five minute tuk-tuk ride from the bus station, i found myself at the port office, waiting with a handful of other travelers for our visa's to be processed so that we could be paddled across the infamous mekong river and into the neighboring county of laos. after about an hour's wait (it was sunday after all), we carefully trudged down the slippery slope, visa's in hand, to the waiting wooden
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