We left Champasak Hospital and went home so I can get some rest. I was all bundled up in a hammock underneath Tou Yar Nou Khao’s house with enough medication to fight off the fever. After getting through with the hot and cold flashes it was time to hit the road again. Our Jumbo driver from this morning also lives in Ban Houaylao and he came by check and make sure we arrived home okay. He made an apology for not being able to pick us up and invited us to go to Ban Nonghoy for their Boun Suang Huer or Boat Racing Festival and to make a stop at Wat Chom Phet on the way back.

I wanted to stay home and rest since I didn’t get much sleep the night before but the relatives said I should go with them since they have not been to Ban Nonghoy for more than 10 years and have never seen Wat Chom Phet. I decided to tough it out and went with our Jumbo driver and his family and had one heck of a journey. It was a long and miserable ride after leaving the main road with so much dirt and dust and I had to cover half of my face with a jacket just so I can breath.