Walking tour

After we devoured breakfast, Kirk and I, headed off on the suggested walking tour of Vientiane's semi busseling city.
We thought we were walking in the right direction but a few Watts later, we discovered we had actually headed completely in the wrong direction. Eventually we got on track. We stopped at a few Watts that promised some intricate carvings and detailed carvings. All we seemed to get was curious Monks and Novices who wanted to practice their English. All well and good but there is only so many times you can answer " where you from? What's your name? How long have you been in Laos? How long will you be in Vientiane for?" before it starts to wear thin.
So, when very well spoken Khamlai came our way we were groaning under our breath and a little short on our answers. This was going to take us ages considering that most of this walking tour was of the Watts. This young fella however dazzled us with his knowledge of Australia. Definitely more than Kirk and I knew that was for certain. Politely we promised that we would come back tomorrow and part with our little bit of Aussie knowledge, in the exchange for some on Buddha. Honestly, I don't think that either Kirk or myself believed that we would return tomorrow and hot footed to freedom.
We did the circuit with a bit of difficulty. Some call the Lonely Planet the "bible of travel" but whoever wrote the one for Laos should be beaten over the head with it! It's useful for a door stop and the maps are useful for toilet paper.
We rewarded ourselves with a great curry and decided to call the day a day!
More time wasted by the Mekong eating!