In the countryside of Laos, you won’t find typical restaurants. Instead, there are tin roof shacks scattered along the main roads. At times it can be difficult distinguishing a place selling food from someones home. Condiments on the table was a reliable sign, but as I found out, that’s not always the case.

I eventually found a place to eat. The woman running the restaurant was so nice and had the most caring smile. There was no way I would be leaving hungry. Not on her watch.

After breakfast, I was back on the road and continued my bicycle tour of Laos. The day was scorching and the closer I got to Thakhek the busier the road became. I was dripping in sweat and choking on diesel fumes by the time I reached the popular tourist town.