18/5/11
Well the end is in sight and we are staring to get jittery about going into the big bad world. Its so quite here. We have a house keeper who collects food, guests who keep me entertained and we need never leave the guest house. Will we survive the transition from sleepy Luang Prabang and manic Bancock or will it be lake the start of our travels all over a again. Will this sleepy little town soften us up to much and will the beeping busy metropolis scare us? Only time will tell.
As part of our re-introduction to society program we set off on a bike ride and then to the pool. It was on this ride I discovered a difference between James and my interpretation of a bike ride.
Luke: bike ride is for fun with 30 minutes of cycling on the way to the swimming pool
James: bike ride is the means of transport to the pool which is five minutes away.
As such James was less then impressed when we crossed the river twice as he sensed that somehow we had not taken the direct route. Once at the pool we reacted with some shock as all the other pool dwellers were teenagers with not an ounce of body fat between them. My god we both felt old and in my case fat. Is the the curse of getting older what will it be like when we hit 30, 40, 50... Will my metal age increase in direct proportion to my physical age? Will i have the mind of a 80 year old when I am 40 combined with a mental age of 15 when it comes to playing out?
Upon our return to the guest house we revived a call from Channapha to say she could not make it back the next day to take over. Was this fate taking over. Would we in fact have to stay for a few more days. Our air tickets said no but was the reality shaping up to be something different. Well fortunately Channapha had organized for some of her friends to look after the place for a few days until Alex could come and take over.
Dinner we shared with Christina who has become part of our daily lives over the last week or so. To begin with she shocked me with he liberal talking about sex but that was short lived and now I give as good as I get. Its like being a student again as everything is a double entondra. Over dinner (oh I just love to cook for others so it took the opportunity to go wild on the presentation front) we hatched a plan to snare Christina a man but the picking were rather slim. As such we decided that a number of the monks look quite hot (they are half naked after all) so we would try and kidnap/ lure one of them back to room 9...
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