It was a beautiful river, a peaceful vilage, and the view from the deck of our bungalow was spectacular...
...as Char was appreciating in the above photo.
We took a hike to see some caves, but before we got there 4 young local boys asked us if we wanted to go with them to see some other caves. It was fun to walk with them for about an hour, but before we found the cave the trails became indiscernible, and they became frightened (We assumed their fear was because they realized we were becoming at risk of discovering a land mine). Jon asked if they would prefer to go back, and they were thrilled. Then they informed us that we owed them some money...although that had not been discussed previously. We gave them one dollar to share among 4, and except for the fact that the bills did not allow for an even split of the fee, they were happy. Us too.
We did eventually reach the caves we were looking for, where some villagers supposedly lived and survived the American (Vietnam) war. Above is the rebuilt access to the larger of these caves. And below...
...is a narrow passageway that led deeep into the limestone mountain where there was supposed to have been the wartime "bank."
The views from the river tended to be much more relaxing...
...especially for Char who is not much into caves.
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