We flew from Phnom Penh to Vientiane, Laos and were met by our old friend Joe who lives there with his wife Maura. They have a sweet house outside of town accessible by the bumpiest dirt road we've ever been on, which led us to understand why he now rides a dirt bike.
He doesn't ride it with as many occupants as most people do... entire families pile onto motorbikes and ride around town, and traffic is an incomprehensible mess of people merging and cutting other people off, but nobody seems to mind, and people are pretty laid back so they don't use their horns like they do in Vietnam.
Viola had to get re-acquainted with a car seat, which was no fun task and most of the time we rode around without one. We did some sightseeing of the major Wats, and Joe took us to all of his haunts, including a french charcuterie, an Irish pub quiz, a delicious western breakfast joint, and we had a great barbeque at his house.
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