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. I got infatuated in Vientiane.

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!!!

(Riverside, Vientiane)