TS Wife

I was on a business trip to Laos when I met my wife. It was quite by
accident, I wasn't really looking to get married, even though I'm very
nearly 37 years old now. I work for the richest man in the world, well
for his company, so you know who I'm talking about, and I'd just made
him a small fraction richer by closing a very large deal on new software
for the government. It would be used in everything from schools to
airports, to hospitals, to offices, banks, insurance...you name it. Plus
all the support required, the training, etc. etc. My bonus alone would be
six figures, maybe seven with stock options. I was happy indeed.

Unfortunately, Laos isn't much of a place to celebrate in. I could have
sat around my hotel I suppose, but I'd been there nearly 3 months
putting the deal together and I was quite intimate with it already. So,
with a couple days to kill, I decided to do something I've never done,
in all my years of traveling...I went sight seeing. Strange, I know, but
what the hell. I was never coming back to that God forsaken country again
if I could help it, so I might as well get some pictures, just in case I
forgot why.

It was in small city, or more accurately a large town, up in the
mountains near an ancient temple of some touristic value that the tour
group I was signed on with stopped for lunch. The people I was with were
all Dutch, I believe, older folks who were on some kind of holiday. They
seemed quite pleased, but I was a little sleepy, especially since they
didn't speak English. That might have been a good thing though, I weary
of transient chat easily.

I wandered off by myself and found a small restaurant serving roasted
chicken, which was something I could at least identify. I sat down and
pointed and generally made my desire for a meal known to the old woman
working there. I waited patiently, swatting at flies, feeling my shirt
sticking to me in the humidity, although in the mountains it was far
better than it had been down in the lowlands.