It felt as if Joseph Conrad's pen itself was drawing the scene as we slowly snaked down the Mekong river, leaving Thailand and entering into the depth of Laos.

The river banks supported tiny villages, held up large limestone cliff mountains, and an abundance of jungle forrests of which I have never seen the like of, and will probably never see again.

It was a 2 day journey on a slow boat that held 50 people, but was jammed with 80 and their backpacks/life belongins/and live chickens. With 8 hours on the boat a day, it was rough, but the scenery more than made up for it.

It seemed as if everyone from the boat hit the same bar last night, and we all officially welcomed eachother into this new country for the first time. We ended up in some wooden shack and drank Beer Lao ($12,ooo Kip = CAN$1.10) till 3am and then we got kicked out.

I am going to like this country.