The entire time we were driving through the mountains with the most beautiful views overlooking other mountains. We were also driving through villages just on the side of the road we were riding on, and on the edge of mountains. It was so cool to see the Lao people go about their everyday lives as we drove by, but at the same time it felt a little weird. We saw children playing along the road, people showering from faucets, women lined up at water spouts, men building new homes for their families, and chickens and goats running from our van. It was amazing.
I don't know if our driver was in a hurry, or if he just had some sort of need for speed. We would zoom through the windy roads when it was already pitch black, and twice as we were coming around a turn, another truck would appear out of nowhere and we would swerve to the right. I was positive those moments would be my last. At other times he would zoom through the village and chickens were running across the road, then he would finally hit the brakes which would send us flying forward, and then he would laugh and continue singing to his Lao music. What a trip.
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