Steve and myself got a longtail boat across the river and then had a half mile trek up a dirt track to find the main road. Upon reaching the main road we were immediatley picked up by a sangthew again for the 2-3 hour journey back to Pakse. Upon arrival in Pakse we were unloaded from the jeep and hopped straight onto a local bus for the rest of the journey to Savannakhet. Found ourselves a guest house and then headed out into town for some food and drinks. Bit of a quiet night and ended up in a small karaoke bar (which just about every single bar seems to be around Laos!!). The next day we headed to the bus station so Steve could find out about his bus to Vietnam. After this spent a couple hours just wandering the towns streets. Went for some food that evening and some locals asked us to join them. After a few beeers they asked if we played snooker and offered to take us to a local snooker hall. Jumped on motorbikes with them and headed off towards the snooker hall. Now when we started to go deeper into forest and woodlands I did begin to wonder if I had trusted just one local too many and whether I was about to get robbed and left in middle of nowhere. However I was releived to find at the end of these dirt tracks a snooker hall and Steve and the others were already here. The locals were buying us beer and when we were offering money to cover these they would refuse stating that we were their guests and their friend owned the hall so no problems......... Clearly the owner liked a drink or two as he was the most hammered of everybody although this did not stop him playing snooker like a true shark. After a few games in here we headed to a bar next door and had a few drinks in here. This place was a proper little seedy establishment and set in a very strange location to be honest (I mean how many bars are going to get busy hidden in the middle of woodland??). Myself and Steve covered the bill here to repay the numerous beers we had already consumed in the snooker club. We then left here and were once again taken back all the way to the front door of our guest house..... A good final night in Laos for Steve and myself before we would go our seperate ways. I woke the following morning and headed out to get bus to Mukdahan at about 9am, Steve I assumed had left already to get his bus since it was at 7am and his door was padlocked up. he did well to get up and out as I am not sure I would have awoken that early given the previous nights drinking antics!!! I had just a 1 hour bus crossing to make accross the Friendshop Bridge to the other side of the Mekong river on the Thailand side.