DAY 1
6am start Samnakthong, Rayong.
6am and I'm looking in the mirror at my reflexion, neither of us look good. The Thai wedding the day / night before had taken its toll and my Sang Song induced hangover was going to be a good one.
So it's off to see the family which is alot better than them coming to see us. GF had bought a fridge for papa in Laos and aside from going to Laos for visas the damn thing needed delivering, but not to Laos, oh no that would be far to simple for my GF. No it was going to Sangkhom in Thailand where under the carefull eye of the local chief of police it was to be smuggled into Laos by boat, along with GFs daughter.
The journey started well, no traffic and good roads allowed a steady 130kph, and other than very nearly running over a man that was being chased by what would appear to have been the mankiest dog in Thailand (have we had that photo competition yet)? everything pretty much unaventfull. Until we got to Korat.
Police stop number 1.
I rolled down the window to greet the smiling chap and before I could say "how much this time you thieving toe rag" he piped up in Thai and informed me that his spotter thought I was going to fast (what flamming spotter?). I said nothing and left it to GF, in any case I had been touching 140kph in places so he might have had a point. Anyway she seemed to be winning the argument at this point, exactly what she said I will never know but after looking at my license and checking my load (refridgerator secured with proper cargo straps) he shook my hand said enjoy Laos and let us go with no bung, bloody miricle!!!!!!!!!!
Some hours later we arrived in Sangkhom and the first thing I noticed is that it was cold, .....ing freezing actually. Secondly I noticed a breath takingly beautiful and it was descided that it would be a good place to stop for the night, so after smuggling the fridge and daughter into Laos watched by the police, we booked into a little resort for the night. Now under normal conditions this resort would have been paradise ie balcony overlooking the Mekong river, glass of wine, beautiful girl etc etc..but too cold to sit outside, never mind.
The evening meal was taken at a little restaurant again overlooking the river. This place is owned by an Irish fellow (who wasn't there) probably out getting some decent food cos his wife couldn't cook to save her live, terrible!!!!
So a few more Sang Songs then beddy byes.
Day 2 tomorrow. Includes importing car, knocking shops and Laos police.


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