Five, thirty this morning we hopped out to the main road to see the monks heading to their respective temples. Tradition holds that these mendicants receive portions of sticky rice from the people for their daily subsistence. Of course, as can be seen by the second photo, life is life.
The scenery between the two cities was rural and quite frankly stunning.
The dog in the foreground must have been REALLY tired as he didn't move the entire time we were at the rest stop.
While I suspect this is further evidence of the existence of Bigfoot, the local explanation was they are bear paws. The fluid they're suspended in is essentially moonshine. No I didn't.
Rain surrounded us on this mountain top (4200 ft. elevation) stop. Beautiful.
Met a Swiss guy cycling through Southeast Asia. AND we was sporting a Surly Long Haul Trucker!
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