Day 94, 21km: by Chris

A Laos tuktuk

Because we arrived so late last night, we needed to get our money's worth of hotel time in the morning instead, so we waited until the last possible second to check-out. We then hung around for a while, Amy wrote some important emails, I glued the flapping soles of my shoes back on and we acquired food supplies for the next three days. Savannakhet doesn't have much else to offer other than an imitation 7eleven selling processed cheese slices and kitkats, so we spent most of our remaining kips on these expensive rarities then cycled to the border bridge across the Mekong.

The border bridge.

 Ridiculously, we were not permitted to bicycle across the bridge, or walk across pushing our bikes on the footpath. Luckily, the border officially felt sorry for us so waited until someone turned up in a pick-up then ran out to request that he should take us across. We bundled onto the back of the reluctant mans truck with all our luggage and he drove us over the bridge at 80mph while we clung on for our lives to the sides of the rear compartment.

Crossing the border bridge at 80mph

 Even the border police didn't know why the stupid no-cycling rule existed.

On the Thai side we were almost caught out by the fact they drive on the left, but made it to the first town safely and found a hotel for £4.