And onwards to the very south of Laos.
We travelled by overnight bus. And what a bus!
I've never seen anyting like it!
A sleeper bus with no seats, just beds, with clean pillows and quilts and supper, water and lollies were supplied.
I thought it was great and slept most of the way just opening my eyes now and then to peer out the window at the moon above the rice fields.
G, being taller, found it less comfortable.
We were then transported by mini bus for a couple of hours, and then boat to the island of Don Det, where we made the unfortunate mistake of getting off the boat.
It must be about the only place in south-east asia where there is not a tuktuk waiting to take you somewhere.
But we actually wanted to stay on the next island Don Khon which is connected to Don Det by a french built railway bridge.
So we walked - in the middle of the day, through the shadeless rice fields - to Don Khon.
It was worth it!
We found the wonderful Mr Pan's guest house next to the river and promptly fell asleep!
From our verandah we had a great view as the afternoon storms swept along the river.
We rode bikes to the falls which surround the islands.
And to the very south of the island where the afore mentioned french railway began, and where you can see Cambodia.
Despite all the bike riding and losing my glasses (which luckily were later found) it was very relaxing.
The islands have no electricity, but the restaurants manage to serve up the best food, keep cold beer, and generally be a great place to chill out for a few days.