17/2/2008 Sitting in the cafe by the riverside in ChiangKhong last night, munching at the tasty quesillas...something sound like that, the Mexican dish I'd ordered, cheese and chicken meat baked inside a crispy wraps, together with hot and sour pickles, sour milk, rice and smashed green pea on the side, everything look tiny but quite filling. Looking back over the border across the river in Laos, there was not much different from Thailand, full of light and movement, remembered how it was like 10 years ago, dark and quiet. Took the local bus through ChiangRai to Phayao this morning, love
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