Mekong River

Yesterday we left Phnom Penh and sailed along the Mekong. We spent a night on Suon's boat and had the most remarkable time. It just blew us all away. It was a huge gamble booking the boat trip. I have spent hours on forums reading about the places we are going to visit and pouring over hundreds of reviews. This company however only had 7 reviews on Trip Advisor, thus I would normally skip right past them, however sometimes you have to take a chance and hope for the best! This time it worked out..... Woo Hoo

 Life along the Mekong...

Tom learning how to weave.

Village ladies making fresh noodles. Which we purchased and had with lunch, yummo

Swimming in the Mekong.

Suon teaching Tom how to catch dinner.

 Tom failed - we had chicken!

 Letting off lanterns....

 Sleeping on the top of the boat, under the stars and mossie nets.

 Breakfast on the banks of the Mekong.

Once we jumped of the boat we had to dash past the apartment, grab our gear and head straight for the airport. We were booked on the 6pm flight to Vientiane, Laos. OMG we all looked homeless. We hadn’t showered for 2 days, had dirty clothes on, my hair was sticking up like a friggin peacock and we were dragging our bags behind us like we had been travelling for months. This plane had 3 seats, the aisle then another 3 seats. Ian, Emily and Tom all sat together I sat opposite beside the drug dealer. He may not have been a drug dealer but he was wearing more diamonds than you would see in a jewellery department, had decided that the arm rest was for him and him alone and turned the pages of his magazine incredibly slow, making everyone hit the seat rest in front of him which in turn created a really irritating noise. Why oh why didn’t I choose Tom for this flight. Of course I was trying to be polite. If he was a drug dealer he may murder me. The politeness ended abruptly when he was flicking his plastic fork and a part of it broke of and hit me in the head. I turned and he smiled, I advised him that the word he was looking for was ‘sorry’, he just smiled again. As if he couldn’t speak English!!!! He then started praying - WTF. Maybe he was worried I was going to kill him? The flight was only 1 hour and 20 minutes, however we had a slight mishap when landing. The wheels came down, we could see the runway lights, then suddenly we started to climb again. After a few minutes the captain announced that as we were landing air traffic control had failed to mention there was another aircraft in front of us that was also landing – oops….. Maybe the praying drug dealer beside me saved us all!!!!!