I left Sa Pa behind and in a few days slowly made my way west and down south through various landscapes towards the northernmost Lao border at Tay Trang. I got to drive under influence again, cruise a deserted mountain road, swear at the immense heat, jump into a river from a 6 meter high rock with half a dozen kids, sleep at a Black Dzao family home, on a roadside pile of gravel and give a good sixty kilometre lift on rather bad roads to a Vietnamese lad in flip-flops... After all see for yourself.




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