Here Comes The Sun.

At last the weather has broken here in Vang Vieng and we have some patches of blue sky. Today we doing pretty much what we did yesterday. That being, bugger all. HBO drew us in again this morning, but we've managed to drag ourselves away and are planning to look into doing some caving tomorrow.

Don't know how long we'll stay in Vang Vieng, at least until after the weekend I'd have thought. It's my birthday on Saturday. 36!!! But Sam says seeing how I don't believe in birthdays, we are not doing anything. So more morning HBO, a late lunch, a beer or 2 in the afternoon, then back to the guesthouse for another HBO fix, followed by a wander down Khao San Road, more food more beer, and then to bed, lulled to sleep by the distant sound of HBO on the TV.

We emailed this guy we've been put in touch with about voluntary work. Not sure who he is really, some government dude running recycling and organic farming projects here in Laos. See how it goes, you never know. If we just keep chipping away at these people eventually they will give us something to do just to get rid of us. Some sort of special blind-folded mine clearence thing. They tie our arms behind our backs, blind-fold us, spin us round a dozen times and point us towards a field.

Anyway, the sun is calling so time to sign-off and do something with the day. What's that Sam? HBO?! Err... Hmmm... Oh, go on then! No... No... Let's go watch 2 series of Friends instead with all the lost people...