On Christmas day, Anny, Anja and I hired some motorbikes and headed east of Vientiane somewhere in search of
jungle.

jungle.
We camped here for a night and relaxed, went for a walk and heard some big animals shaking trees. Siamese tigers were in there they reckon, and we even stepped in some big yellow shit, so probably good we didn't see whatever was moving, otherwise we'd be stepping in our own


After 200k's of smooth driving, a rut lay hiding behind a blind corner. Hitting the brakes too hard, the bike slid out from under us on the gravel. No injuries, we got up to warn Annicka coming up behind us of the rut. She got the shock of her life seeing us that she threw her bike on the ground and crashed too 50 metres before the rut.
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