A few days ago one of my best friends John wrote asking whether we, as light-skinned, fair-haired people have received much attention in this land of dark-skinned, dark-skinned people. This is what I wrote:
“Yeah, people stare. Redheads are even rarer than blondes, but I like the attention of course. In the last five days, a girl interrupted a conversation I was having to take a photo with me and put both her arms around my waist, an old woman on a bus almost tried to kiss me, and a 17-year-old asked me for my phone number. All with CeCe sitting right there!”
It reached a new level yesterday. We were biking through the streets of Savannakhet, Laos, where we’ve spent the last five days, when we heard a deep voice call out to us in Lao. Thang, the Lao student we were biking with told CeCe what he had heard: “Over there that she-man wants to talk to Mark. You know? You know? She-man?… She-man?” CeCe almost fell off her bike.
Our friend Thipphako tells us they’re also known as lady-boys.
Meanwhile, a cute Lao girl sitting next to us is waging big bucks in some card game online. There’s even a video feed of the dealer. I like this place.