The next day we followed our host's advice and took a bus to a nearby Tad Lane waterfall. Rewarding sight, however I kept feeling tired. That night I slept 13 hours in a row. Next day's fever confirmed my suspicions: I was sick. I don't know how it happened, perhaps the air-con in the bus, maybe some mosquito bite, who knows. For the next four days I had fever, over 39ºC sometimes! In spite of the well-known presence of malaria in the area I decided not to panic. I fed on soup and juices and soon I felt better. Nonetheless this didn't spare me one of the most difficult nights of my life. It comprised lots of sweating, uncountable visits to a pitch dark toilet and an endless succession of surreal dreams (did you ever wonder what the self-cross-convolution of a sleeping bag may look like? that night I found out). By the time I got better my visa was about to expire so I had to leave the country. A bitter goodbye for a sweet country.
PS: Some say I made it to the legendary 4000 islands in the Mekong river. To be honest I cannot tell, I just remember rain, lots of rain, and sweat, lots of sweat too.
Interesting things I've learnt in Laos:
- Laos has been bomb more than any other country in Asia (that includes Vietnam)
- Lao Beer is one of the best brews in the world.
- Although both in Spain and Laos, students are taught that the World features 6 continents - Africa, America, Antarctica, Asia, Europe and Oceania (aka Australia) - in some other countries they consider North and South America separate continents.
- How to lead climb and abseil.
- How irresponsible some tourist can be.
Tras mi periplo por las embajadas y demas organismos en Vientiane, prosegui mi camino al sur en un autobus-litera que me llevo hasta Pakxe. Al llegar a Pakxe me note especialmente cansado, cosa logica por otra parte despues de 13 horas de viaje. Tras unas horas de descanso mis compañeros de viaje: Kathie (25, China), Matilde, Ed y Patrick (23, 22, 25, Britanicos) y yo visitamos el mercado local. Nada interesante. Al dia siguiente seguimos el consejo del dueño de nuestra pension y nos fuimos a un pueblo cercano a visitar una cascada. La visita merecio la pena, pero yo seguia cansado. La fiebre del dia siguiente confirmo mis sospechas, estaba enfermo. Tres o cuatro dias de fiebre, nada serio. Unos cuantos paracetamoles, descanso, sopas, zumos y sobretodo un cuerpo de 25 años de edad me sacaron adelante sin problemas, eso si, pase una noche bastante entrenida entre sueños y paranoyas varias. Para cuando me recupere mi visado me decia que debia abandonar Laos. Una despedida agria para una visita dulce!
1 comments:
Hola primito, seguro que estas bien? cuidate vale? aqui te seguimos con gran atencion todo lo que haces, que nos estamos muriendo de envidia, jejej, un besote gordo
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