Laa's Wedding

A wedding for one of my English students. Eat strange, delicious foods. Drink beerlao. Dance the lam vong lao. Repeat.

What really strikes me Laos weddings is how simple and much fun they are. The reception was held in the dirt road between Laa's house and her neighbor. A keyboard, an electric guitar, a microphone and a bunch of speakers. That's right, if people aren't willing to play instruments and sing there would be no music. I can only imagine trying this in the US, it would be dead silence... My favorite was a little old lady that didn't bother with dance partners and simply rocked out to every song.

The culinary treat for me this night was buffalo skin straight from the fire. You take a strip of buffalo skin and toss it in the fire. It resembles a rib from a cow except beneath the dry outer layer of skin you can feel squishy inside. After you remember that you tossed a strip in the fire you fish it out with a stick and scrape off the charred outside with a knife. A chewy, buffalo skin, aptly named Jerky Buffalao.