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I knew my chances were slim, but I truly believed I would get to see the endangered mammal. “The last remaining Irrawaddy river dolphins”, it sounded like a sad fairy tale. We had been drifting down the Mekong for 8 hours now. Still nothing. Hitching a ride with this family was pure luck. The functionality of their little barge amazed me. The seven of them could share a floating living space the size of three double beds, for days on end. Suddenly, the father tapped my shoulder. I looked up and saw a long smooth bluish shape in the water. | ||
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Dah! How did you feel?
Wow this river seemed so peaceful…and romantic.
Were you alone during this travel or you were accompanied by Kathleen?
J-P
I couldn’t beleive it, I couldn’t beleive I actually saw them. But at this point, it almost didn’t matter, it had been such a wonderful experience. Although it was the cherry on top of the cake. And yes, Kathleen was me at that time. Over the long hours on the little boat, she became friends with a young Cambodian kid who taught her how to count in the khmer language.