It was a little chilly when we left our room this morning to take the boat back to Nong Khiaw. The mist was hanging in the hills setting a lovely scene. Whilst we stood on the riverbank, a young fellow drifted past. He had bought himself a machete, cut down some thick bamboo and made himself a raft. He was camping on the sandy beaches and had constructed his paddle from a long piece of bamboo with his scuba diving fins tied to the end. What an adventure!
The boat journey took us downstream through a few short rapids and we arrived safely in NK. We walked back to the guesthouse we had stayed in before and ate lunch in the little Indian restaurant ... again! We waited for the heat of the day to subside before walking the 3km out to the cave. The walk was very pleasant through beautiful scenery. The cave was quite large and people used it to hide in during the war.
We arrived back at our guesthouse just as it was getting dark. We then spent the evening chatting to our friendly English neighbours. They are independent travellers too and shared some amazing stories with us. Oh, almost forgot to mention ... they are in their 70's!
The boat journey took us downstream through a few short rapids and we arrived safely in NK. We walked back to the guesthouse we had stayed in before and ate lunch in the little Indian restaurant ... again! We waited for the heat of the day to subside before walking the 3km out to the cave. The walk was very pleasant through beautiful scenery. The cave was quite large and people used it to hide in during the war.
We arrived back at our guesthouse just as it was getting dark. We then spent the evening chatting to our friendly English neighbours. They are independent travellers too and shared some amazing stories with us. Oh, almost forgot to mention ... they are in their 70's!
