Meandering Down the Mekong
September 29th 2005 Again, I feel this is more of a photo story than a wordy one but you deserve a little spiel.
The journey was one of attrition. It was two days on a boat - a slow one - and very little padding under arse. The two days of 7 or 8 hours a day were broken in two by a stay at a small villiage called Pakbeng which at first appeared quaint. I supose it was, although the standard of accommodation we
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