In search of coffee

We rented motorbikes not only for the thrill and freedom, but also to explore the coffee growing region in the backyard of Pakse, Laos. With a couple sites in mind, we set out on our entirely unsuccessful hunt. We didn't find the cafe where 'Roger' is supposed to hold coffee cuppings and have all the low downs in information. Secondly we went in search of Jhai coffee co-op - reading that they would have some place to buy coffee by bean and cup. After taking a incredibly muddy and difficult to navigate dirt road - we found nothing but a pretty intense sun burn.

This small town, the coffee town, does have coffee all over the place. Paksong. We did end up stopping at a place that clearly sold coffee - with a big sign that says "COFFEE" and had a tasty brew made in a stovetop espresso Moka Pot.

After a thorough burning from the sun, the rain moved in. We saw it coming and took off on our little bikes. Not a minute out, the rain starting dropping in bucket loads. Our hope was that once we started to get off the plateau, the rain would diminish. We broke out our trusty plastic ponchos and road through the storm. Who knows how long the rain would last - we didn't want to find out. The water flew so aggressively into our faces that we could barely see. Following a decent bit of riding, the rain started to diminish, leaving steam rising from the road we traveled. Back to Pakse we went.