Plans are made to be changed and so I head north first instead of directly east as planned. A company of a pretty girl is the reason and this is the best 'compromise' we came up with.
After a day of riding and three days in the pictoresque and remote village of Muang Ngoi I had, all alone at this point, southwest on a nice paved road through some jungle covered mountains and after a good 200 kilometers in to the plains near Phonsavan - the most bombarded area of Laos (and the whole actually) during the American 'Secret war in Laos'.
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