Seriously, fuck travelling by bus in Laos. It is 600km from Luang Prabang to Chiang Rai...and it has taken us 40 hours. FORTY HOURS!! That's long enough to build my own bus, find and extract my own oil for petrol AND drive to bloody Thailand! 40 hours. Most of which were spent thus: [galler...
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After some much-needed recovery time in Vang Vieng, we catch a morning minibus to Luang Prabang. Although it isn't a very long bus by our standards, it is probably one of the worst; the road to Luang Prabang is slow and winding to a nauseating extent. It is a mere 185km, but it takes us all day a...
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24 hours after eating our Happy Pizzas, we are still pretty stoned. 48 hours later, we still feel rather strange. The last 2 days have been hell. Who mixes weed and mushrooms?! As if thinking something is trying to kill you isn't bad enough, now you can see it too! To be fair, it probably doesn't...
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After an enjoyable but harrowing few days in Cambodia, the time came for us to move on. To help us get over the sights of the Killing Fields, we went out for a drink. Being us, this quickly turned into 15 drinks as we steadily worked our way through the entire cocktail menu. By the end of the...
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After our energetic day around Angkor Wat, we relaxed for the rest of our stay in Siem Reap. The following day we ate three cakes, drank lots of beer and did nothing more active than looking around the old market, where we purchased some trousers more suited to the Cambodian climate. This was the...
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Having spent three days in Bangkok, eating cakes, drinking bad cocktails and getting excellent massages, it was clear the time had come to venture elsewhere - lest this year's foray into South East Asia turn into nothing more than an implosion of hedonism. It was, therefore, with the perverted e...
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