Play That Funky Music

The party was halfway between fun and boring. Rick and I stayed mostly to ourselves, sitting at one end of a bank of tables that had been set up. The Lao adults sat at the other end of the table. The dozen-or-so kids had their own little table in the center of it all. The oldest adults had their own table where they sat as they watched the little 4-year-old kids jump and dance to "Yo Bitch! Shake That Ass" blaring out across the neighborhood on the stereo. (Obviously Rick and I were the only ones privy to the meaning of the lyrics.)

Fortunately, the music was soon switched over to Lao music, and the kids sang and did their little Lao dances for us, which sent the cute meter clean off the scale.

The party finally ended at about 10:00 at night, and we went back to the hotel.