Of course the night I spend projectile vomiting is the night before I have to get a bus to another town. It's my own fault though and I deserve everything I feel today! I woke up and packed my stuff with my head half hanging off. Becky just laughed at me. Helpful gal. We threw our bags in the lounge and I took refuge in the tv room. Our bus wasn't to two so we lay around and Alan and Becky ordered food while I remained in the foetal position trying not to move. A...

I Didnt hear one person coming home from their night out so the whiskey must have done its job! Becky woke up surprisingly early for a night out so we got up and did some exploring. We went to visit the Laos palace which was pretty cool and a nice place to read some more about Laos and it's culture. After that we headed to the museum which was actually fairly wick. It was also falling down around us which filled me with no confidence! We then headed to joma for a...

Our city tour was booked for 11 this morning and it was literally the last thing I ever wanted to do. My chest feels like it's being squeezed and whatever I'm coughing up does not look pleasant. Upon half an hours internal debate I decided to struggle through, got showered and put my face on. John the tour guide (who also works in the hostel) was obviously in serious pain from a raging hangover so I was interested to see how he and I would hold up with our variou...

Arriving early in the morning in places is wick because you can't usually check In until after 12. We are staying at a really nice hostel run by an Australian guy called Phil. He showed us the tv room which we were immediately impressed with! It had a hard drive with tonnes of movies so Becky Alan and I lay down and chilled and watched a few flicks. We were absolutely busted from the sleeper bus and I was coughing and spluttering so we just chilled out and hung ...