Balcony Beginnings.

After some indecision about whether we should continue on, we decided to stay one more night in Muang Ngoi Neau (Laos). If we had continued we may have never met our now dear friends, Ori and Anat. That night we found ourselves sharing a balcony, their room next to ours. I had no idea at the time that these two would forever have a place in my heart but what I did know was that Ori and Anat were two people worth getting to know.

They ooze wonderfulness. Simple as that.

We found ourselves spending each night chatting about the dreams we'd had the night before, the latest book we were reading, or the movies that were making us think. We talked each night, about religion, life, food, the planet. For the next 3 weeks, this continued. We'd spent each day together exploring new and fascinating places and our evenings eating, drinking, and playing cards.

With Ori and Anat living in Israel and Ben and I in Canada, we didn't know when our paths would cross again and we certainly didn't expect to be seeing one another just a year later. But as life (or luck) would have it, we are now on the same continent. A reunion was in order.

We headed up to Ben's farm, a lovely little northern retreat and true to our fashion, we cracked open the wine and dawned our serious faces for a game of late-night poker.

Anat and Ori:

אנחנו אוהבים אותך.

ההרפתקאות שלנו מאי יחד לא מפסיקים.