5. ATW : This one strange day…

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One day, two stories…

There is this day in Laos that has been very different from all the others and that I crave to tell you even if it has nothing to do with food, cooking or eating. The reason why it’s taking me so long is because I don’t know how to write the story… (and now you can imagine that in english it’s even more difficult for me).

This day starts in Sam Neua with 2 very nice french (they are behind the blog “objectif nouilles” which is hilarious but only in french) looking for hotsprings…

And if I was finally able to tell you that story, it would have 2 versions…

The day of horror – culinary failure, leech and scam.

Sam Neua_Vietnam_Thomas et Marielle_Hotsprings

In this version I would tell you about this horrible omelet with onions that I had to eat for breakfast around 9 am. You probably don’t know that I usually only eat sweet things before 11.30 am and that I even only have a cup of tea or a glass of water and one biscuit before 9 am because my stomach can’t take any other food. But now that you know, you can understand that it was a very bad start. I wouldn’t talk about the very bad breathe that the onions gave me because it’s not a nice image to have but I would certainly tell you about the bus for the hotsprings that never came (we still don’t know where it is) and that it forced us to bargain a tuk-tuk. I would tell you that we finally arrived at the hotspring after being lost in some sort of jungle for about 30 minutes and that the final destination looked like an old water treatment plant… which is definitely not what we expected.

And then, I would tell you about the leeches that attacked Thomas and I, about the blood that didn’t want to stop leaking from our feet while our loved ones where enjoying the hot bath and teasing us about it. I would tell you that a leech is not painful but just absolutely disgusting and that it’s impossible to kill…

And as a finish, I would tell you about this tuk-tuk driver and the fact that he tricked us.  I would tell you that he played the “150 000 KIP, what? We said 250 000 KIP” card when we were finally back from our trip and that his friend whith whom I sealed the deal over the phone called me a “liar” and totally humiliated me. I would tell you that I’m such a naive person that I didn’t even realize that I was being tricked and that I finally convinced my mates to give the guy 200 000 KIP as a fair deal because of the huge misunderstanding… And I would tell you that this story kept me awake until 4 in the morning because I was too sad that someone could have done something like this to me and that I jumped into the trap taking my 3 friends with me…

 

The day of discoveries, laughters and crazyness

In this version, I would tell you about this french couple, super funny and full of energy with whom we decided to spend the day. And this was a very good decision because we laughed a lot together and we shared stories as if we knew each other for ever… I would definitely add that this is also part of traveling, to meet people for a few hours and remember them for the rest of your life (and this works for the not nice / horrible / mean persons you meet on the way too).

Objectifs nouilles et eats to west_Making friends while traveling_The leech day

Then I would tell you that the walk to the hotspring was nice, we lost our way a little bit but because we were chatting and laughing, it didn’t really matter. And I would tell you about this leech that attacked me (and Thomas also) 2 times but that I found it rather fascinating. Fascinating because it sucked my blood through my socks. Fascinating also because killing a leech is almost impossible, we had to cut it into 2 pieces with a small rock to finally get rid of it. And fascinating definitely because it seems that for having the best feast ever, the leech injects an anticoagulant in the wound and takes it off when it’s done with your blood. But if you take the leech off your skin before it’s done with its meal… Then you bleed for hours, a constant and quite important flow.

The leech day_Making friends and traveling_Sam neua_Objectifs nouilles and eats to west

Then I would tell you about the hot bath (even with our feet bleeding because we deserved it anyway) and how it was so pleasant. I would certainly explained that the locals use a stone to take the small dead skin particles out of their body… and it works !

And I think that I would end my story by telling you about this long and very nice evening playing “le Barbu” (cards game) with our french friends with a few beerlao (which is actually one of the good beers I tried during this year to the east).

 

Conclusion

Traveling, in the end, is not different from today life. There are always different ways of seeing the day, the week, the month or the year you spent. There is always a compensation, a compomise or a bad side. Traveling for a year doesn’t mean being on holidays for one year but working on a special project for one year (at least, my adventure does), so there are days where it’s easier to see the good that this journey brings into your life and days where you can only see the bad…

 

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