Quote from the cool weather thread: ' some serious flirting took place yesterday with two older Lao women. One was actually Chinese, and they are both between 50 and sixty.
The first encounter took place at That Luang when this Chinese woman approached me and asked me how long I was going to be in Laos, where was I staying, was I married and so on. She then gave me permission to look around the historic grounds. I did, and met a nice younger Lao girl who I chatted with for 30 minutes or so until I realised that her boyfriend was patiently waiting for her. We got some 'official' photographs, minus the boyfriend, taken at the site.
Later that night, just as I entered the Mekong Riverfront market an elderly Lao lady approached me and asked where I was from, where I was staying, how long I had been in Laos, what was my phone number and so on. Just as these questions were taking place the Chinese lady from the morning showed up. It turns out that these two are friends. They were nice but I was interested in getting some stuff at the market for my kids and bid them a fond farewell. However, not before the Lao lady and I decided to meet at 2 this afternoon for a rendezvous at a local restaurant.'
That afternoon meeting never took place partly owing to the wet weather, which has been raining on my parade of late.
As I was walking toward the restaurant a woman called out to me from a shelter, and I scampered over there to see what was on her mind. She did not look Lao or Chinese. Her name is Connie, and she is 55, recently divorced from a 70-year old Australian, and she is from the Philippines. She was in Viang Chan to renew her 6-month visa as she works as a housekeeper in Bangkok. She said there quite a few Filipinos doing this work in the capital. I did not know that.
When she learnt that I had diabetes, Connie offered to accompany me to Canada to look after me for the rest of my life. Then she laid out plans for how I could sponsor her to Canada to do exactly that. This was not really on my agenda for the day, and used the increase in rain as an excuse to say it was time for me to hit Talat Sao. But before I got on my way, Connie let me know how she lost her farm in Davao City, and how her daughter never met her father before he died. Finally, the lady invited me to meet her at Pizza land at 4 for coffee.
Once at Talat Sao, I met one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. She was a phone saleslady. I asked her as many questions as possible before she realised that I was not going to buy anything. But it was a pleasant experience to speak with her.
Shortly thereafter my eyes caught sight of a sweet young thing who looked a bit tall for a Lao. To my complete surprise and delight, she called out to me that it sure rained a lot in Viang Chan. Kelly was wearing a tight-fitting green dress, and is from Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia and is Malay. She is visiting family in Viang Chan. Her sister, apparently, is going to be attending the University of Toronto in September and wondered if I could help find her way around the big city. This sounds like a good idea. We exchanged e-mail addresses. As I walked away, Kelly asked if I wanted to meet her this morning at Talat Sao for breakfast.
This female interest in me over the past few days is really unexpected and a bit of shock to the system which is not used to all of this positive attention. Is it just me, or is the adverse weather having a strange, but welcome, effect on females from Laos, the Philippines, China and Malaysia?