Wednesday, 16 November 2011

Day 74: Bowling In Luang Prabang

"Tuk tuk sir? Bowling? Opium?"

That's the order of things here - you start with a tuk tuk ride and end up smoking opium. After a few days in Luang Prabang, I've only managed step 2, the ten-pin bowling. I'm suffering for it today, as I sit in the town's small airport, flight to Hanoi delayed, feeling grim. Last night began innocently, playing pool, then befriending a bunch of screamingly camp locals. This developed into the town's after-hours activity, ten-pin bowling. The scenario is so surreal I'm still not sure it really happened, but I recall (and I was somewhat drunk by this point) entering a vast warehouse of bowling, filled with foreigners and Laotians alike, drinking, listening to trance, and bowling.

If it really happened, it was a highly enjoyable and improbable evening. But it's probably a good thing we escape now, before one thing leads to another and in that timeless tradition, the lure of ten-pin bowling leads us into the opium den.

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