You know that it's going to be an interesting day when it starts with a three rice wine breakfast. We were toodling along and stopped for a break in this little village where we immediately became the main attraction. A group of men taking their midmorning "work break" invited us up to a longhouse for some ricewine, and once again, it's rude to say no, right? I'm glad we did that, because there's no way I would have done the next activity otherwise. You know when you see those pictures of rickety old narrow bridges spanning high over a torrential flood swelled river with boards ready to snap under your weight at any moment? Yeah, we crossed one of those. For the "experience of how local villagers commute to the main road". More like, "for kicks and giggles of seeing the three I-can-do-anything stubborn Western women wet their pants." So we get across this horrible thing, then back across to the motobikes, and to show off, these two local guys go across this thing ON A MOTOBIKE!!! I mean, it was like being on fear factor with no safety harness when it's just you're own weight and dexterity, but on a motobike?!?! Insanity.
The road that we traveled yesterday was a former section of the Ho Chi Minh trail that winds through the jungle mountains, and it's idylically BEAUTIFUL. It's my first jungle experience, and it was made even better by the whispy clouds rolling through. Then at one point, we stopped to walk a section of the original HCM Trail that is still being used by some of the jungle villagers. Our sweet, funny Linda stepped squarely in the middle of a 3 inch cow pile thinking it was a rock :) Then, my driver warned us that we shouldn't follow the trail any further or we'd be covered in leeches!!!! Fortunately, he's the only one who managed to get one - right between his toes. Disgusting little buggars!
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