Riding at night was exilirating and a bit scary. Buzzing along down roads for the first time in the darkness, hearing new animal and insect noises, while trying to maintain course was one of the best parts of this trip. Laos is simple; we stopped where we needed to, to eat and rest, and the people were always ready to accept us and engage in basic conversations. My Lao consists of about ten words, like my Malaysian at this point, I am embarrassed to say.
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