After some frantic work in the morning, one of my staff and I flew to Xieng Khouang. I went to the Indian restaurant in the early evening.
As I read the menu, with the intension of just getting take-away so I could eat it all week, I heard this little voice by my elbow.
"You're hungry, aren't you?"
I tried to ignore the voice and continued to peruse the menu.
"It's going to take a long time before the food is ready and you're going to be soooo hungry. Eat everything here."
I compromised and ordered a cup of masala tea and enjoyed the view from the restaurant of the mist covered hills.
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