Helloooo from Laos! So yes, the title of this blog is true. Physical relationships with a Laotian man and a non-Laotian woman is punishable by jail time or deportation. Which is funny because it's the place we get hit on the most. We crossed over the Thailand-Laos border on Thurday via a long boat. We got to the other side and got our visas in Huay Xai, Laos and stayed one night there. There's really nothing to do in that town; it's kind of just the go-between travel spot for people traveling between Thailand and Laos. We just had dinner at this place down the street where my food never came and where there was a Laotian guy sitting next to us with a Seattle U jersey. So random. So I told him I live in Seattle and we talked with him for a bit. He taught us how to say a few things in Laotian. There were also some guys that came over just to say cheers. I had a Beer Laos and it tasted like whiskey but without a bite. It was pretty gross actually. Afterward we just went back to our hostel which was a sweet little bungalow with three beds and we all layed in bed while Amy translated a french movie on tv for us. Pretty good night. We got some rest in. Oh by the way I have to talk about the owner of the hostel, Sing. He's the
cutest man ever! He's so giggley and happy and loves to teach us phrases. We got a picture with him but he didn't smile in it which is his best characteristic! Bummer. Okay so yesterday morning we departed for Luang Prabang. It was supposed to be a 13 hour bus ride but it turned into 16. It started off good. I was reading some Crime and Punishment, it was light outside, the book was juicy. Then I started getting a little carsick so I listened to the book Outliers on my Zune. Such a good book! The book talks about Silicon Valley and UW AND Denmark so I was stoked. I listened to that for about four hours but the music in the bus was so loud. It was ridiculous. The bus ride slowly got worse and worse until it just became funny because we were so delerious. Sometimes the bus would stop and all the guys would get off and pee on the
side of the road. It was like a little peep show outside my window. There was even a guy bathing himself out there butt naked. Every now and then the lights would come on and off and the music would start getting really loud and we would all just look at each other like "wtf?" I started just wearing my sunglasses because the lights would come on so often. The bus driver also kept honking every couple of minutes because the road was so windy and he had to give the other cars a heads up. Very annoying horn though. And the roads...the bus was going through potholes left and right and bumping up and down. I just want to throw out there that the drive was beathtaking. So while it was still light out it was a great ride. Anyway we got into Luang Prabang at 6 am and got to our hostel. It's a dorm style hostel so we succeeded in waking about eight people up when we came in. We went stra
ight to bed and now it's Sat morning and we're chatting with a chick from London asking her what there is to do here. When I was talking to Ashley earlier the British girl told her boyfriend to stop making fun of my accent. They're awesome though. Anyway, time to get out of bed.
Helloooo from Laos! So yes, the title of this blog is true. Physical relationships with a Laotian man and a non-Laotian woman is punishable by jail time or deportation. Which is funny because it's the place we get hit on the most. We crossed over the Thailand-Laos border on Thurday via a long boat. We got to the other side and got our visas in Huay Xai, Laos and stayed one night there. There's really nothing to do in that town; it's kind of just the go-between travel spot for people traveling between Thailand and Laos. We just had dinner at this place down the street where my food never came and where there was a Laotian guy sitting next to us with a Seattle U jersey. So random. So I told him I live in Seattle and we talked with him for a bit. He taught us how to say a few things in Laotian. There were also some guys that came over just to say cheers. I had a Beer Laos and it tasted like whiskey but without a bite. It was pretty gross actually. Afterward we just went back to our hostel which was a sweet little bungalow with three beds and we all layed in bed while Amy translated a french movie on tv for us. Pretty good night. We got some rest in. Oh by the way I have to talk about the owner of the hostel, Sing. He's the 
cutest man ever! He's so giggley and happy and loves to teach us phrases. We got a picture with him but he didn't smile in it which is his best characteristic! Bummer. Okay so yesterday morning we departed for Luang Prabang. It was supposed to be a 13 hour bus ride but it turned into 16. It started off good. I was reading some Crime and Punishment, it was light outside, the book was juicy. Then I started getting a little carsick so I listened to the book Outliers on my Zune. Such a good book! The book talks about Silicon Valley and UW AND Denmark so I was stoked. I listened to that for about four hours but the music in the bus was so loud. It was ridiculous. The bus ride slowly got worse and worse until it just became funny because we were so delerious. Sometimes the bus would stop and all the guys would get off and pee on the
side of the road. It was like a little peep show outside my window. There was even a guy bathing himself out there butt naked. Every now and then the lights would come on and off and the music would start getting really loud and we would all just look at each other like "wtf?" I started just wearing my sunglasses because the lights would come on so often. The bus driver also kept honking every couple of minutes because the road was so windy and he had to give the other cars a heads up. Very annoying horn though. And the roads...the bus was going through potholes left and right and bumping up and down. I just want to throw out there that the drive was beathtaking. So while it was still light out it was a great ride. Anyway we got into Luang Prabang at 6 am and got to our hostel. It's a dorm style hostel so we succeeded in waking about eight people up when we came in. We went stra
ight to bed and now it's Sat morning and we're chatting with a chick from London asking her what there is to do here. When I was talking to Ashley earlier the British girl told her boyfriend to stop making fun of my accent. They're awesome though. Anyway, time to get out of bed. 
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