Wednesday, November 25, 2009

I hunt tigers for their stripes

Nate just cut himself examining a sword. It was sitting in a rack among other swords, displayed along the road here in Luang Prabang. He tried to slide it out of the sheath and grabbed the blade with his fingers. I told him that that probably happens a lot to sword shoppers. You look like a real amateur walking out of a weapons shop dripping blood. But his obsession with weapons has been a continuing theme from northern China all the way down to here, today. First with the nun-chucks then with the swords.

But Nate what will you do with a sword?
What do you mean? Display it. Practice.
Like you would have weapons practice in your basement?
Yeah. And it would just be cool to display it. You know, in a rack.

Luang Prabang sits right on the Mekong River. The season is dry now so the river has dropped way down. We were just talking to booking agents about getting a boat west, to the Thai border. Actually, since the river has slowed the trip only takes two days. You take these long shallow boats that can’t draft more than a few inches and just kind of skim your way upstream. Should be pretty cool.

Oh and Thanksgiving is tomorrow. Happy greetings to all of our families. Nate and I will be sure to celebrate in some fashion. The climate here is not actually so far off from the northeast. During the day it actually does get pretty warm but at night its cold. Especially if you leave the windows open when your sleeping. I was almost as cold last night as when I fell asleep in Hanoi with the air conditioner on full and a sheet as my only protection.

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