three amigos

Hello once again, i have much updating to do. After leaving Louang Probang we headed to the mysterious Phonsavan, home to the heaviest bombing ever seen by man kind. We stayed in a small place called the "nice guesthouse" and it wasnt so bad. We booked a tour through them for the next day to go see the plain of jars. The plain of jars are mysterious old stones hollowed out into pot like shapes of various sizes, no one knows who brought them here or when, and no one knows what they were used for. There are several myths regarding this mystery and one of the local legends is that the ancient Lao people used to be giant and could lift these massive stones with one hand, this sounds a little far fetched but our guide told us there had been some jaw bones found that were much larger than an average human's jaw. The jars are scattered among three main sites, all of them very odly placed among farmers fields and the dry wasteland that makes up this part of northern laos. All in all it was a great day and it was chads first time trying sticky rice (traditional Lao food) and he instantly fell in love with it. That night we made our way to the bus station to go to Vang Vieng to meet Stav. We were trying to get on the 8 oclock bus but by the time we had gotten there the bus was sold out. At this point its late and dark and nothing in town is open at all so we are really runing out of options. A man tells us in broken english that a bus passing through at 10 can take us, so the 2 hour wait began. After the bus finally arived we loaded our self on to a local Lao transport bus full of Lao people and not one backpacker but us. After a long wait the bus finally began to move but you could tell somthing was wrong. As we pulled out of the bus station the bus broke right down and we pulled over on the side of the road. Now we were really out of options... Well i must be off but stay tuned to see what happens.
Take care all
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