We have had a piece of home in Lao. Vang Vieng is divided by a river with most of the town concentrated on one side. On the opposite shore green farmlands stretch from water to steep hills, nearly twice the size of the Texas Hill Country, but too small to be considered mountains. Cows and water buffalo spot the landscape and Bermuda grass fills in the gaps.
Over the past week we have joined up with a rather large travel group who seemed to have arrived just in time for Jenny's birthday. Nearly everyone of them had picked up a little something to give the birthday girl, making it sweetly reminiscent of childhood birthday parties. And to top it all off... a chocolate birthday cake!
The past few days have been spent walking through the countryside, tubing down the guadalupe's asian parallel, swinging on rope swings, and exploring some of the many caves that I am convinced make up an entire underground labrinth. One of the caves was seemingly just as large as Carlsbad Caverns in New Mexico.
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