New Years Eve in Vang Vieng didn't really meet my probably
over enthusiastic expectations. I wasn’t sure exactly what to expect, but I
wanted to at least have fun. It ended up just being more like a high school
dance with young drunk people everywhere most of whom were trying to pick up in
the most obvious and in some cases quite aggravating ways.
There was a huge party down at one of the riverside bars
with bonfires, DJ’s and buckets and from a distance it looked like fun so Lyb, Graeme
and I headed over and had a gin and tonic each. The evening was already in full
swing and the place was filling up with people very quickly.
After a few drinks I started talking to a lonely looking
German woman called Hannah and her and I decided to go off for a dance. What
followed is an evening I’d much rather forget. I didn’t end up having as much
fun as I had wanted simply because I don’t like crowds and I didn’t enjoy the amount
of sleazy men leaching around the place. I ended up getting quite annoyed and heading
back to my hotel room fairly early.
All in all a rather disappointing New Years, but then I
really don't think I've had many that aren't somewhat of a disappointment.
