Sunday, April 12, 2009

Day 675 - Biking to a swimming hole

Today the 6 of us (us, Nicole, Sam, Eric, and Eliza) rented bikes (after a long drawn out morning of trying to get everything/one organised!) and biked along the single track that circles the island and across to Dong Khon. Dong Khon is a bigger island than Dong Det and the main reason we went was to check out some rapid-like waterfalls that smash their way down a rocky canyon leaving a snow white trail behind. After enjoying the falls we decided to search out a less dangerous place for a swim and made it lucky with a steep rock hop down a canyon where a calm waterhole awaited!! Here we swam, floated, splashed and generally acted like the kids on the island enjoying their first swim. An intresting thing we found out about the Mekong is that at some points the bottom is unchartered so we're lucky we didn't sink into a bottomless hole!Once our fingers and toes were as wrinkled as an 80 year old after a bath, we jumped out and began a bike ride home. On the way the girls headed straight for food and drinks while the boys went to explore the island some more, and ended up watching young kids play petanque on a riverside sandy beach. In the evening Sam, Nicole and us reluctantly bought tickets to take us off the island tomorrow and into Cambodia. Tickets in hand, we searched out the samosa lady, and sat eating on a log as locals biked past and into the dark of night. Despite it already being pitch black it was still hot enough for the boys to strip off at Dong Det's beach and swim in the shadowy waters.

We met up Eric and Eliza for dinner and as the food was being made an intense storm made its presence felt as razor blade bolts of lightning cut through the night sky accompanied by a chorus of thunder. We relaxed on other travellers' balconies and sat back and enjoyed mother nature's show with a Beer Lao - made even more impressive by the fact that most of the island is powerless and therefore bathed in black.
Just as we were preparing to move on home the heavens opened up and on our bicycle back to the bike shop (and the rest of the walk home) we got well and truly drenched. It was almost humorous as the 4 of us pedalled in the dark, begging for another lightning flash to light the way on the small path that was quickly becoming a river of its own.

Adlibing it wet.

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