I can now say I’ve had water buffalo shit on my sport sandals.
Rode two hours to a massive, impressive gorgeous waterfall
Through tiny villages
Over green mountains
Through terraced rice paddies
Plowed by men with buffalos.
Hiked to the top of the waterfall
Up steep, muddy, lush banks
And back two more riding hours
To our guesthouse in town.
Only an intermittent light rain for our excursions
And the skies opened up again as soon as we got back.
More great street eating.
Fried tiny bananas
Stir-fried noodles with veggies
Green papaya salad
A Lao dumpling—more like a bun filled with hard-boiled egg, mushrooms and pork
Pineapple shakes so delicious we each had two.
People are gentle and friendly and mellow here
I have a lot to learn.
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