We follow the road behind the resort and discover a shortcut through the green and beautifully maintained village to the main road. It's even better walking in the rain.
We eat from a variety of little food stalls - we point at what we want, make use of phone apps (very handy) and sometimes find someone who speaks a bit of English. Ian almost copes with the local chilli level, I love it! The roast pork is particularly yum. We manage to chat with a couple of teenagers. They're keen for an English lesson so we collect mum and they come to our room for a couple of hours. Why does this happen on our last day here?
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