Kong Lo Caves: floating through a 7.5km underworld in a rickety longboat wrapped in darkness

Getting to Kong Lo village was quiet a long bus journey with very loud pop Lao music playing constantly. Not fun. When we finally arrived to our destination, we were greeting by a place I wouldn't even dare to called a village because it was so small. But as small as it was, it made up for it by its lovely, warm locals offering nothing but smiles and the best hospitality even with the language barrier.
We spent a relaxing night eating dinner at a guesthouse down the street where we ended up meeting a very interesting character. This French guy who has been living in the caves with some other French researchers. A guy who has been jailed in a Laos prison for 25 days for that same reason; for living in the caves without a permit. A guy who after that experience was completely ok with it and said it was an interesting experience. Oh and he Waldo built an elaborate tree house on the grounds of a National Park in the Southeast of France and had a huge book which he published documenting his travels and knowledge. Needless to say, it was an interesting evening.
The next morning Raquel, Yoann, and I as well as Gille from Switzerland and José from Spain, who we met on the bus, all headed to explore the famous Kong Lo caves.
After hiring two boats for all of us, we ventured out into the deep depths of the dark caves hidden inside beautiful mountains wrapped around the greenest rice fields I've ever seen.
Being inside he cave felt like being in another world. There were large shadows and sounds that mixed with the echoes of the boats passing by, created an eerie rhythm which couldn't really be followed but somehow made sense.
The whole journey took about an hour and we had to get out of the boat and walk a couple times while our guide dragged the boat through the shallow parts of the river while still fighting the strong current of the flow. Let's just say I was happy to wear shoes. After exiting the caves, I felt like I was coming out of he underworld into civilization. It was definitely an interesting experience and unlike anything I have seen before. Unfortunately, the photos that I have taken there have been lost when my camera broke.
The next morning Raquel and I both woke up around 5:30am and caught the local tuktuk going to our next stop, Tha Khaek.

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  1. To Sound Flip you start by breaking a word into syllables in your conscious mind and then match one syllable of word with one beat of a sound.
    You then push the word syllable out of your conscious mind into the beat of a sound; one syllable of word per one beat of sound. This matching of word syllables with sound beats is called synchronization. If the push of the word syllable into the beat of music is not synchronized properly the word transmitted will not be received clear with the sound used. With just a little more concentration focused on the word-syllable synchronization with the sound beat these discrepancies or fuzziness of Sound Telepathy will clear up. The word synchronization used in this book refers to the timing of the attachment of the word syllable to the beat of sound.
    So when a person first starts out with Flip you will need to break the word into syllables. Such as the following example: "Good (one syllable) Morn-ing (two syllables). So the word Good=one beat of sound and Morning=two beats of sound. Some words are clearer in your mind than others to Flip with so if you have difficulty with one word simply exchange it with another easier word that sounds clearer inside your mind that has the same meaning. Sometimes the word in another language is spoken clearer inside your mind. In this example here the word “Good” in Good Morning is not the easiest word to Flip with as the word “Good” sounds a little fuzzy inside the conscious mind but with practice it will become a little clearer in your mind to push out. On the other hand, “Buenos Dias” is very easy to do the first time with basically the same meaning.

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