We took a bus trip to see some stuff. It was a lot bumpier than Zippy. People were throwing up into little bags. We got there in the dark. There was a rat in our room. It ran across the bed. The next morning we went into the country with some nice people we met at the sleeping place.
There were all these big things made out of rock. In Laos they call the place the Plain of Jars. I got to look at the jars and saw myself in the water. Lorenz and Alex from Germany laughed. The other two nice people from England were Will and Jo. They introduced me to Eeyore. He is in a famous book called Winnie the Pooh, who is a bear. Eeyore is not a bear. He is a donkey. He is the nice people’s traveling companion. Just like me! We had a visit about our travels. He has his own web page. http://travellingeeyore.wordpress.com/ He doesn’t have to share one with his people, like I do.
Then we took the same bus back to Zippy. It was another bouncy, twirly ride in the mountains. It’s a good thing I don’t get bus sick.
The next day Claire got sick. She ate a sandwich with lettuce. Bob threw his lettuce away. She had to go to the bushes. We stopped before the sun was overhead. She was very sick. I was worried. She was worse than the people on the bus. We didn’t know what to do: As Eeyore would say, “Oh well, nothing to be done.”
But, I comforted her. Bob went out to get her sodas, which she couldn’t drink. Bob drank BeerLao to cheer himself up. We both tried to get her to drink, but it didn’t work very well. She went to sleep. This morning she could sip a little. We rode until after noon. We had two stops for cold sodas, and only one for the bushes. Bob kept yelling, “Stop pedaling!” I never heard him say that before. He always says, “Pedal harder!”
The exercise was good because she is better now. She drinks. She is happy to have to pee. We are all happy now. I think we are going to dinner.