Infatuated in Vientiane

And so we were. We really ended up both on the same bus.

I was hoping to chat with her on the bus but unfortunately we were assigned on different seats. So, I just opted to listen to music until I fell asleep.

After a few hours of bus ride, we finally reached Vientiane. We got off and I immediately looked for her and asked her if she would want to share a tuktuk or a cab with me so we could save some money. I know that she didn’t need to save money because she looked like a well-off traveler unlike me (a poor traveler). But I still asked.

And she agreed. Wow! We could finally chat. I’m excited!!!

Unfortunately, there’s a guy who offered a bigger vehicle that could accommodate more people and offered a cheaper price. So we boarded that instead together with the other tourist. Dang!!! I thought I could just be with her solo.

But still, I tried chatting with her. I couldn’t stop looking at her pretty eyes. They’re just so beautiful. She said she already had a hotel booked in Vientiane because it’s her last two days and then she would fly back home to London.

Ouch! So I sat there quietly until we reached the drop off point. I got off and said take care because I had to look for an accommodation for myself. And she said, “Hey, would you like to catch up later? Maybe around eight pm?”

It’s like I heard the sound of music medley or the symphony orchestra. The jeep left and I started scrounging for a cheap hostel and I didn’t find any. My time was running out, I needed to find a hostel before 7PM and I needed to shower after that and I needed to find her hotel after that. Aaaaaargggh!!! I’m in a state of panic!!!

I found a hostel it wasn’t cheap it’s slightly above my budget but I booked it anyway. I was tired of running around with my big backpack and I needed a shower and I needed to look for her hotel blah blah blah. Aaaaaargggh!!! I’m still in a state of panic!!!

I calmed myself, took a cold shower to freshen up and started walking around the riverside and found her hotel. It was like my second high school moment, there were butterflies in my stomach (which I couldn’t digest unfortunately, that could have save me more money) and all the mushy stuff that I hate.

And so she came. “Hi!”

“Hi.” In my mind I was convincing myself to stop giggling, it’s too embarrassing and I’m too old for that kind of act. But I couldn’t help it.

We went to the riverside and had noodles for dinner with matching candle light while chatting and getting to know each other. And then… BAM!!!

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