Bolavan plateau part II

I woke up in my tent to a glorious cloudless sky and the sun shining brilliantly. I ate breakfast at the resort and then walked to Tad Champee. This waterfall is the other main attraction I could visit within walking distance. It took me about an hour to walk there. Once I paid the small entrance fee and walked down to the waterfall I was relieved to see that there was absolutely no one there. I had the whole place to myself. The waterfalls were about 20m high and kind of had 3 cascades. Below them was a wide and deep pool perfect for swimming. Behind them was a sort of cave or overhanging ledge. I walked along this for some journey behind the falls photos. I noticed a pontoon bamboo raft floated by some large jerry cans. It had a rope running through it from the shore to the other side behind the waterfall. I knew what this was. I climbed aboard and pulled myself towards the falls. I stopped when I was right under the falls and let them massage and cool me. I swam a little and then pulled myself back to shore. A German couple had showed up now but still, there was no one else.
I walked back to Pusawan and had lunch. I looked down on the falls from the top and noticed there was hardly any mist or wind. It was a much better time to photograph the falls. I grabbed my camera and went down below to the viewpoint. I bathed in the river before dinner. Tonight's meal was tasty bbq pork, sticky rice, chillie sauce and 3 oranges for dessert. After spending 3 days on the plateau, I have made a generalization for the weather which I think holds true. The mornings are sunny and cloudless. The clouds roll in in the early afternoon and it could rain or not. The sky stays cloudy till the middle of the night and then the whole thing happens again. At least this is the way I see it. I was glad it didn't rain at all when I was camping.

The next morning I packed up my tent and after a huge breakfast walked to the main road. I got picked up by a bus after 10 minutes. When I got on the bus I noticed it was mostly empty and its 10 passengers were mostly teenagers trying to look cool with some weird fashions. I sat at a window seat and watched the scenery. I glanced up and could see the rear view mirror perfectly. It was then that I noticed the driver of the bus was a 15 year old kid! I know Asians look younger than they are but this kid was no more than 17 for sure. He seemed to concentrate on the road and drove at a reasonable speed. It was like him and his buddies were just out cruising in the bus. We hardly picked up any other passengers either. Anyway I got to Pakse safe and took another room at Lankham hotel.