We went to the Luang Prabang disco, which closed at midnight. It was a bit like being at The Palace, except tackier, if that is, at all, possible.
We went to the bowling alley, which opened at midnight, but all of the lanes were taken, by the time we got there.
Then we went to a local restaurant, an out door lean-to, open to the weather at the front, for soup. As we we sat there in the balmy heat, the rain suddenly came down. It deluged.
Our trusty Took-Took - a Dihatsu ute with bench seats in the back covered in a wrought iron canopy, covered in vinyl - waited and backed around and bought us home. You pay them five dollars for the night. There were rivers in the gutters by the time we stepped from our chariot, in front of our hotel.
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