As we approach the end of our time in Laos we find ourselves in the tranquil 4000 islands.
Having stopped off briefly at Champasak to marvel at the incredible Wat Phou (a UNESCO world heritage site and the most evocative Khmer ruins outside Cambodia) and Don Khong (… just because we could) we find ourselves on an island just a few kilometres north of the Cambodia border – Don Det.
And what are we doing here. Nothing!
Today is day 103 of our journey (neither of us can believe this, or that we let day 100 pass without due celebration – although Joyce did point out that every day of travel is a celebration. She has a point). The island itself is beautiful, with incredible sunrises (our bungalow is set over the river on the sunrise side of the island) and sunsets and secluded beaches.
Well, we recently experienced what I am dubbing the ‘3-month-moan’. And it’s not just us. It appears that the 3-month mark, for no rhyme or reason, without precedent or propriety, signals a sudden change in outlook for many travellers. Bus journeys are no more an adventure but an abomination; the heat is no longer glorious but ghastly; moving from place to place a burden not brilliant! And so on…
The remedy? My prescription? A hammock. A beer. And lots and lots of relaxation! Trust me, it cures you in no time… onto Cambodia!