Saturday, 6 February 2010

Escapades in the Hut.


It’s funny that I’m the other side of the world – Asia at Christmas time – but we’ve still managed to find the coldest place ever. Ironic, yes. Last night after writing, we camped down for the night around 9pm, late huh? But pretty much ran out of things to do when you’re staying in a chicken shack in the middle of Northern Laos communist nowhere with no electricity, entertainment…food, beer, you get the idea. Around 9:20pm, outside the hut, I was hearing some kind of scratching, animal noises, and tried to ignore as best I could, but then suddenly we heard an almighty SQUELLING in the night, we both SCREAMED, jumped up on the bed and turned on the light like AAAAAAA WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!?! Seriously, I don’t think I’ve ever been so scared in my entire life, seriously, my heart was beating so super fast and I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry! Jen managed to keep her cool ‘Ok Bec, just let me put my eyes in and get the flashlight…’, but I admittedly totally freaked out ‘Jen I don’t think I can do this, I DON’T THINK I CAN!’…ahem.

Looking around the shabby hut I was just like fuck yeah, annnnything could get in here; there were so many holes around the joint we might as well be sleeping in the woods. We tried going back to sleep by literally snuggling each other, but after hearing more noises outside and having a hugely overactive imagination at this point – The Blair Witch Project…men stabbing us through the floorboards…being lost to the woods and never returning from Laos, we had to keep the light on all night and thankfully…didn’t sleep too badly or hear too many noises after that.

This morning - another early start and another bloody FREEZING cold tap for a shower, but I did feel very brave! Then we had our guided tour of the caves which was hugely interesting to hear and see the ‘secret war’ in Laos and the struggles of the people, so I’m very glad we made the effort to come here, despite it all! Now had some more noodles – egg – though Jen was convinced it was meat, which pissed me off a little to be honest because it most definitely wasn’t meat, which seems now an awfully lame reason to get pissed off haha but I think we’ve well and truly reached our limit of having to decipher the meat from the egg.

Rebecca x

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