As many tourists were off drinking at a restaurant, I was sitting in the middle of the road cooking fish and learning the Lao language-love it. All of us sat in a circle sharing beer and eating fresh fish(we caught from the water and grilled). Everything tasted so good, especially these fresh peanuts and the sauce they created to dip the fish in-simplicity that tastes so good. I stopped eating though when they decided to start cooking a frog on their little skewers-no frog for me. The one boy who was cooking kept saying “Ahh yaa,” which means “Oh shit,” but in America it is usually used in karate ha!
After our food and my few glasses of beer (my second time drinking on my whole entire trip), we decided to do some night swimming. Johnny was getting a little flirtatious so I decided to call it a night as the locals are cool to hang out with, but that is the extent of it-no honey for them ha!