The night of the Laos wedding in Muong Khuar was eventful, I won't recount the tale...it's way too embarrassing. But we did the Laos shuffle dance, old men grabbed our half drank Beer Laos, poured them on the floor and replaced them just as fast.

An old lady made us down several pints...which was probably the start of the trouble. The hangover was horrendous. The memories of the night before worse. Thank god we never have to go back to the one horse town that was Muong Khuar.