Sleepy
After arriving in town, we slipped into ‘relax mode.’
Days passed as we watched monks pass by, wandered past old French villas, and observed the boat traffic on the river.
Evenings were spent devouring stir-fries with other riders (overeating is a favorite pastime of all touring cyclists!) We’d pore over maps and road profiles together. When we saw how many hills we’d have to climb to reach Huay Xai, the riverboat suddenly became a very appealing option…
