Laos Journal: My name is ‘Lucky’
Laos Journal: My name is ‘Lucky’ Loas Travel Guide | Stories & Faces Updated: September 2016 I always used to argue that I wasn’t ‘Lucky’ to travel to my friends back home, they could pull all the double shifts that I did if they wanted to. But then I realised the true privilege I had, and it was certainly in no comparison to those I knew in London. Today, no photos. Just words and memories… My name is ‘Lucky’ She wrote slowly and elegantly in the dried red dirt clutching at the remains of the charcoaled stick. A message not meant for me, perhaps, only for herself. So deep in thought I barely wanted to breathe in case I distracted her. Cutting the silence and forcing a reactionary jump from my body she replied to my previous question. ‘I don’t know what London looks like’ I whimpered a little. Unsure how to respond or perhaps, more importantly, how to react. Undisturbed, Sabai returned to what I had establ...