Pakse and injured knee

Thanks to Gonzalo, our friend we met on the way we stopped in Pakse to go around the Bolaven plateau with motorbike. It turned out a great idea, so thanks Gonzalo!

Pakse is a sleepy bori g town a bit north from 4000 islands with nothing more than few restaurants and guesthouses for tourists that want to rent a motorbike to go around a chilly bolaven plateau where the best coffe in Asia is produced. Two days riding a bike around an elevated plantations scattered with small villages again full of kids, pigs and chicken!

Almost like Zvone Šeruga :)

Monkeys are still kept as pets in many villages. I wonder who enjoys watching a depressed monkey in a much too small cage where it can only jump with one small swing from one corner to another?

Coffee is drying in the sun.

Little pigs have a feast in one of the villages.

Happy kids are playing in the rivere. Unfortunately amount of tourists is already high enough that they learned to beg for money. When traveling never give money to children as you will do more bad than good and teach them wrong values!

Asgood as whole tour was it did not end that well. Just before comming back to Pakse our motorbike was behaving strange. I tried to stop by the road and as I was shifting to the lower gear we were suddenly on the ground woth our knees touching the gravel on the side of the road. As we were trying to stand up we must have looked quite clumsy as Špela's bag somehow knotted around me and my camera bag flew in fron to the bike almost on the street. We looked at ourselves and it did not look that well. We bouth had injured knees, luckily not too deep, and left foot. 

It looks like the first weel got blocked as I barely touched it and it was still blocked later so we taught we will need the guy to help us bring the bike back home. We went to the nearest shop asking for phone.

Our conversation went like this:"hi, we are near pakse, we had a crash with motorbike."

"Ok, where are you I will send a guy to pick you up"

"Ok, but the motorbike is also not going so send a big tuk-tuk."

"Oh, I dont have a tuk tuk. Can you come alone with Tuk-tuk?"

"No, please send someone, we can't see any tuk-tuk here."

"Yes, but I am not in the office, I just eat and I am alone, it will take some time."

"How much?"

"I dont't know"

After some try and help of a tuk tuk driver we anyway got the motorbike to semi-ok state and we went to the office alone. Thanks to the hotel owner where we left our luggage to let us shower, clean the wounds and even gave us iodine to sterilise the skin. Some big plasters and we were alkost ready to go to the night bus in the capital of Laos, Vientiane.

Still uncleaned wound on the knee. It almost dissapeared until now!