Taking my own off track hiking trail through the temples to the top, I ended up getting lost somehow and ended up with a hut and a bunch of cows-thankfully cows do not attack. That would be scarey. I was shouting Sabadee-hello to see if anyone could hear me. I just kept running around trying to get out. The thing is with Laos when the sun sets, it gets pitched black outside and there are absolutely no street lights. So I was getting scared like a kid because I did not want to be stuck with the no lights and nowhere to go.
I eventually stumbled upon a few monks starting a fire and performing ritual rites. They pointed me back out to the Mekong River where the trail was and I was so thankful to see them. I ended up at the top of the temple that I actually wanted to check out (another interesting way of my higher power leading me). I stopped by the school and spent some time their with the kids and smiling with the parents. The kids were playing a game with a bean bag while blowing bubbles with some incredible gum. The bubbles would stay big for a few minutes. The lady outside was making popsicles for them by freezing soda. These boys were playing and swinging like monkeys on the back of a tuk tuk. A few girls all placed their hands out asking me for money. A little boy kept following me and smiling and when leaving he brought me to his two little friends and we were practicing ninga kicks and playing around. They were so cute-I didn’t want to leave them. I was thinking that I could be like Angelina Jolie and just adopt a bunch of kids from around the world ha!
Joma Bakery is an Americanized Bakery, but has great selections of desserts and pies. They even have a Thanksgiving sandwich. Sometimes those American traditions are nice to see when you are abroad-reminding you of home....
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