What can you say about Nong Khiaw that doesn't sound as if you are on some very good drugs? Wonderful. amazing, fantastic, gorgeous. These are all true but they don't quite capture the essence. There is a tranquility that pervades the senses, a peace that blankets the observer in a warm glow. You feel kindly thoughts for your fellow man and complete strangers, You wander around with a bueatific smile like some demented wanderer.
You may be able to guess from all this that I was very taken with the place and this is a simple truth. Sharing the place with my new friends, sardines all, we had two glorious nights eating and talking together. I went with two sardines to see the caves 3 Km out of town and up a dizzingly steep set of stairs. The caves were truely awesome with helpful signs showing where the provincial governer had his desk and where people sat for entertainment. We then followed another path past suspicious water buffalo to another cave. I barked my shin on a style and bled like a stuck pig. Ho Hum. I was not going to let that stop me however and plunged on ahead after some hurried minor repairs. After the cave it was back to the bikes, the girls going on further into the country and I limping back to town. That night another sardine (Anne Marie the Irish lass who runs a tour company with her Spanish partner Gorki -please forgive the spelling) very kindly gave me some iodine to bathe the wounds and all was good.
The next day 4 of us headed of to Luang Prabang in a very uncomfortable and drafty "swang thou" ( again please excuse the spelling). Herin begins the tale of "Lionel's Angels!!!!!!! - eat your heart out Charlie.
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