. . . . . . . . Alina

Not that I didn't trust the driver in front of me on the motor bike. Cause I did, mr. Stamp. But, we are in Vang vieng, Laos, the city where you wouldn't be surprised to find a COW on your balcony or a dog in your shower, this circus town. And, I do NOT trust the roads here, the other drivers, the non-existing helmets or the road bridges made by wood and ROPES. So I saw it as a sign when the lady in the bike rental shop made it clear there was not enough bikes left for all of us. I happily excepted mr. Tuktuk's lift offer, destination: Blue lagoon.



The Blue lagoon = a very blue lagoon, surrounded by mountains, tropic sounds and FLIES.



Rumors had told us about massive caves above the spring. 4 muppets ignored every single WARNING-sign about the caves, by the steep mountain path, and found an entrance to what we thought was a cave. But nono, WRONG! It was a HUGE cave. I felt like the claustrophobic version of Gollum while climbing around between the rocks.



An echo from deep inside turned out not being the Ghost of the Buddha statue in the middle, but some well prepared guys with all their caving equipment. " Are you really going further in?! Where are your lanterns??? Maaaan, we've got one each and it's still crazy black dark in there. Whaaaaaat...?!?! ARE YOU BAREFOOT?!! Good luck guys... You are gonna slip and die in the darkness..."



I guess the signs knew what they were talking about then... We waved good bye to Buddha and the impressive rocky space around us and went back down to earth, where Zaid kept amazing us with his double back-flips into the water.



And by the way... Vang vieng is a play garden. That's what it is, a playground (not a YARD, Ziddle!!!). But, the toothpaste here is with a taste of salt and herbs, Alina not very happy. And, the men's deodorants are with a whitening effect, Harry (with bleached armpits heheh) not very happy.