I was enjoying the beautiful clouds over the rice fields and listening to the wind when someone called my name and woke me up from my dreamy moment. It was time for me to take another trip with the relatives to a sacred temple by the name of Wat Yua Deng or Red Cow Temple.

Aunt Phone had made a wish at this temple a few years ago and was not sure if Aunt Phet had (Kair Bah) for her. In Laos, people take it seriously when it comes to saying a prayer (Bah), asking for certain things and when what you have prayed for came true, you have to do a ceremony to Kair Bah or else bad things will come your way.

Wat Yua Deng is well known in this area as one of the most sacred temple and many people would travel the distance to make offering and saying their prayer for their most deepest desires. We were not allowed to take photos inside the Sim. I said “we” because we had three cameras usually going at once with uncle Khao and aunt Tou, next to myself. I was fortunate to be in the company of relatives that love to take pictures as much as I do and wherever we go, it’s like a gang of photo journalist on the move.

When all was said and done, we headed back to the house so we can wash up before heading to the hospital and to dinner at a relative’s house. We were invited to dinner yesterday at the picnic by uncle Khao’s aunt and saying “no” was not an option with such invitation. It was so dusty on this road and you could hear me cough in the last video. Well, little did I know, that was the beginning of many long months of misery which I am still suffering at the moment.