Posted: January 14, 2012 in Laos
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The escaping animals theme keeps continuing during our stay. After we had a visit from some local cows another two fences have been mended. We also had a visit from some water buffalo, which we chased off the property by beating sticks against each other. Later on we trudged through the bushes, following the fence looking for the hole. We eventually found a big mosquito infested mud pool, full of buffalo tracks and droppings, but no fence in sight. Due to a lack of proper equipment (like boots) we’re skipping this project for the moment, as we’re not too fond of leeches.


We decided to go for a stroll to the nearest village in the afternoon. While taking pictures of the temple we were waved in by one of the monks. We quickly climbed the steps and entered the court yard, from where we were lead into the temple. After a short ceremony we all received a colored bracelet and were blessed by the monk. We’re not sure how the color coordinarion works, we only know that the monk seemed to find it important to give the right colored bracelet to each person. Devie got an orange and red bracelet, Jasper received a pink and red one after impressing the monk with the size of his wrists.

As we continued our walk about town we passed a house with music playing loudly. One of the men in the front yard called out to us, while waving us over.


Knowing that the village was in its last day of partying, we figured out he wanted us to join him in his hangover-to-be. And right we were: there was a circle of men sitting on the floor, passing glasses of laolao around. (This is distilled rice wine, about 60% alcohol). The idea is that one person starts by pouring a shot for the guy on his left, then the bloke next to that etc. and when the circle is complete, the next one in the circle gets to pour the shots. This has the effect that the more people join in your circle, the more drunk you eventually get. We were invited to join the men in drinking Laolao, while the women were busy preparing food in the kitchen. In Lao, saying no to a drink is not only impolite, but also impossible.  Once you have joined the circle you must participate, whether you like strong liqour or not. The men had lots of laughs about the faces we made, and of course Jasper got an extra big shot.


After a while food was brought out and the women joined the party. There was a bit of confusion when we tried to explain being vegetarians in English and sign language (we had forgotten the Lao phrase), but in the end they seemed to understand and a big feast was had by all. Then it was time for music, dancing and more drinks. After we ran out of laolao, we continued with rice wine and food, and then the karaoke and the dancing started. When the party moved on to the next house we quickly made our escape, and staggered all the way home.


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