A jarring experience
January 27th 2010 Come next morning I was not exactly well rested, but was keen to get up and check out of the hostel and check into the nice hostel (actually called “Nice Guest House”) we’d gone past the previous night. That done we had some breakfast and then waited outside the tour organisers for our minibus to the Plain of Jars (or “pots of jars” as Sammy put it). Some Lao children came up to us to te
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