Ugh.

We got back from our hill tribe trek yesterday. I'll write about it in more detail later, but it was full of great scenery and properly remote villages full of colorfully clad locals and hordes of pigs, ducks, chickens, and water buffaloes.

Last night we celebrated our return by going to the Mekong Cafe and playing poker with three Frenchmen and getting absolutely CANED on some homemade "baiju," the local firewater.

I think I'm still half blind and probably have been rendered infertile. You could power tractors with that shit.

Time to go ride a bike and sweat out the poison.