|The train to Hsipaw|
As we are going out for dinner we stop by the reception, we ask the ladies who work there to let the drivers know that we've decided not to leave that early and, without waking us up, to give them the agreed sum anyway. We hand them the banknotes and leave. When we are back they give us our key together with something else. At first I think it's another key, and I am a bit puzzled. Then I realize it's actually some money. The money we left there for the drivers! "Never mind..." they are telling us. The ladies called the drivers and they must have appreciated the fact that we informed them in advance and that they don't have to wake up that early. They told the ladies that they wouldn't charge us. Two poor people, eager to come and pick up two rich foreigners (actually it's not true, but from their standpoint it is) in the middle of the night and take them to the station for such a little amount. They could have just pocketed the money, which was already there, waiting for them, sticking to an already settled deal. Even in the wealthy west I met a lot of people who would have done that. "Unbelievable!" IZ keeps saying. "It's the only country I've been to where something like that can actually happen…" And I suspect that he is actually right.