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Mist rises over the Mekong River. My fire has almost burned out and I?m curled into a ball on the wet sand, freezing. I barely slept. My travel companion has cracked a rib. Our boat?s pilot, who slept below deck, has nothing but dried noodles, same as last night. We?re somewhere between Laos and Myanmar ? though exactly where, we?re not sure. We?ve encountered pimps, trigger-happy soldiers and gangsters on this trip. But it?s the river that has dragged us closest to breaking.