Another couple of hours in a slow-moving, frequently-stopping bus gets us to our next destination...the riverside city of Khammouan.
Our plan for the afternoon/evening is the same as for the night before...wander about the place on foot, nibbling, guzzling and gawking as we go.
It is a rather attractive town, and seems to be full of young, friendly people.
We find comfortable accommodation. My room is a hoot! Clearly it was a broom cupboard in its past life. But now it has a single bed that occupies 2/3 of the floor space, and the remaining space is an en-suite bathroom which is so small I cannot raise my arms from my sides to soap my body...my solution, obviously, is to stand on the bed whilst soaping myself and drying myself!
Next to the hotel is a travel agency, and the young Manager tells me he has 3 good bicycles and a crude map that will allow us to find the mysterious Black Wall for which the region is famous. Naturally, I book the bicycles, for an early ride next morning.
Following is a slideshow will give you an impression of the city, from walkabouts in the evening and the following morning:.
And, here is a bonus slideshow that takes you with us on a pleasant 20km ride to explore the mystical Black Wall and other attractions:
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