This morning, having lost the ability to speak in complete sentences and now suffering from small hand tremors, I figured maybe today I shouldn't try to attempt to much physical or mental activity. A herd of cows happened to be passing through town so I did a walk over the river to join them for a while, I followed them for about a quarter of a mile before veering into the riverside shack which serves as a bar to the sun bathers. Soon I found myself sitting on one of the riverside lounges drinking Beerlao as the cows walked past one by one.
By the time the sun set my skin began to burn, either from my lack of sunscreen or maybe as symptom of dehydration, I decided to make my way back into town. Walking the streets I felt I'd become one of the zombies of Vang Vieng, bearing only a blank stare as I zigzagged along the sidewalk hunting for something greasy to put a dent in my hangover. Not far from the town center I sat down at a place called Whopping Burger which was able to accomplish just that. It's a bit hard to realize the size of the burger from the picture I took, but it was almost the size of my head.
|outside whopping burger|
|My own whopping burger|
|The creators of this burger|