The next morning we got some breakfast, then spent an hour at the bike repair place waiting for our new tire. Naturally the whole family hung around and waited with us, offering us beer at eight in the morning before a long day of riding motorbikes. I guess years of watching backpackers [read more…]
Monkeying Around on the Motorbike Loop
After the statue cave, we saw another cave. I can’t remember a single thing about it, so it must have been spectacular. Moving on…. Our next stop was a lake located a few kilometers off the main highway down a dirt road. It was our first experience with dirt roads on our [read more…]
Solving the Mystery of the Disappearing Gas
At the rental place, we tried to get the owner to pay for the tube that had to be replaced, but shockingly, he refused. He claimed that we had agreed we would pay for any damage to the tires, which was technically true, but we understood that to mean we would pay to have [read more…]
Big Mac Set? Never Heard of It. We Do Have a Big Ma Set…
Are you opening a burger place, but can’t afford a food photographer? Just take a picture of a McDonald’s menu and use a black marker to hide any mentions of Mc or Mac, a red marker to cover the golden arches on the french fry boxes and voilà! Problem solved. Here’s the full sign, found […]
Still in Tha Khaek – At Least the Mekong Was Beautiful
The next morning we got up early and went to a nearby bike shop we had scouted out the night before to get some bikes. The standard recommendation for the motorbike ‘loop’ is to rent bikes from the owner of the Tha Khaek Travel Lodge, the guest house I mentioned in the first [read more…]
Tha Khaek – Why Are We Here?
Laos is a great country to rent a motorbike and cruise the countryside. With nowhere near the traffic of neighboring Thailand and Vietnam, you actually stand a pretty good chance of surviving. And with nowhere near the number of scammers, you might even get a decent bike for a fair price. We didn’t [read more…]
How to use a toilet
Finally a hotel considerate enough to inform me how to use a toilet—all these years I’ve been doing it wrong. When I think of all the slips and falls and wet shoes and bruised butt-cheeks that could have been avoided…….. But, seriously—why is this in English? Are western tourists really the problem?