We woke up at quarter to seven in the morning, showered up and rushed off to the shop to collect our sandwiches as well as buying some snacks and drinks. I grabbed some crackers and King Gong wouldn't let me pay for them! Bless her.

We got picked up by a pickup truck and made our way to the jungle.

Jessie told us that Laos one of twentieth poorest countries in the world which came as no surprise as I saw lots of kids with holes in their clothes and working from young ages. Laos is visually a poor country but also rich in warming culture.

Seemingly a random Hitchhiker jumped onto the pickup truck, but it turned out to be our guide, Ken.

Once we got there I instantly saw the difference between the jungles of Thailand and the jungles of Laos. Laos has a much more jungle feeling with bamboo dominating the forest. Starting our trek, within five minutes we had our first zip wire across a river. Strapped up, jumped on and zipped along over the water. As the journey continued walking was separated by various zip points. The zip wires seemed to get higher and higher as we went along. Reaching heights of up to 200m! The best feeling was as I zipped down from a platform and immersed out from the trees, the whole forest was uncovered and all that could be seen was an astonishing view, I'm pretty sure I said wow every time and it didn't cease to amaze me. One downfall was that it seemed a challenge to make platform in one smooth go :(. Me and Jessie didn't seem to carry enough weight on our person to reach all the way and so several times had to crawl our way to the end. I did manage to make the platform a few times though. As only one person could go at a time and often you couldn't see the platform on the other side, Ken had to shout "ooookkkk!" when it was safe for the next person to go. His voice began to tire so then he made me and Jessie shout it. It was exhilarating shouting as loud as we could into the depths of the jungle. Marfs loud and proud. The last zip wire of day one in the gibbon experience led us to a tree house that sat about 100m in the air. The views were sensational and we quickly suited to the simple life. Ken left us to ourselves for a few hours to chill out. We got to know Werner, the only other trekker who was a middle aged Austrian guy. He was saying about his travels all over the world particularly South America.

The bathroom was of a pretty high standard! I didn't think there would be any bathroom of the sorts but they had running water and an actual squat toilet and even electricity! After feeling the dirtiest I've felt in my life covered in a mixture of mud and sweat, I had one of the most amazing showers of my life. The bathroom was covered by sheets to the rest of the tree house but open out toward the jungle. Casually naked in the jungle was a weird but exhilarating feeling! The bare necessities.

In the afternoon the weather turned from blazing sun to mist. Fog slowly began to flood the jungle; the misty and mountainous views were eerie but very beautiful. After the fog settled the rain set in and monsooned the place. Heavy rainforest rain began patting on the metal roof of the tree house; I kept thinking someone was playing tin drums because the rain sounded so musical. The downpour meant that we skipped our walkabout trek that we were gonna have at four and we were beginning to think Ken wouldn't be able to come back. But then he swooped in rain coated up and was soon followed by two ladies who made our beds up and dished out our dinner. The food was great and we even got given some rice wine.

After dinner we were messing around with Isaac's cam taking funny dragon ball z photos when we were visited by a crazy praying mantis, who flipped over and decided to play dead. He struggled around a bit then jumped off the side back from whence he came. We then started playing cards and taught Werner how to play cheat and 21.

Feeling knackered we headed to bed at like 9pm. Thinking I trapped a mossy in our mossy net, I became paranoid and couldn't sleep for ages. But that was no paranoia; I woke up with many a mosquito bite, a total bite count of about 23! Bitten to an absolute pulp :(.