Said goodbye to my cosy bungalow, crosseed the river to be packed in a minibus, which drove deep down a mud track into a large forest, it was all a bit Hansel and Gretel, but without the breadcrumbs, or the witch. No it was the way to cross out of Laos, and into Cambodia, despite fears of major rip off the ''admin fees' from the guards were only one dollar (bargained down in a rare moment of bravery) on the Laos side, and 2 dollars getting into Cambodia, fairs fair, you have less bargaining power trying to enter a country. Then a car to some ferry, a dodgy ferry crossing, it had a big crane on it which they had to keep moving back and forth to prevent us toppling over, then waded to shore which
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