Because of that, we had time to talk before turning in tonight. Chanthra had again washed the clothes that we had worn today. They weren't as sweat so...ked as those yesterday, but we had still sweat just riding in the sun and the heat this afternoon."What will we do when we reach Muak Lek?" she asked, as we sat under the mosquito net with the lamp burning to provide light."We need to locate a faster means of transportation," I told her. "I'm not sure what that will entail." I'm not sure either.. Real faint at first then louder as my mind started to climb back out of the deep pit it fell into the night before. Voices. Lots of voices around me. It sounded wrong. Sounded unfamiliar. Before I even could open my eyes I started to get a knot in my stomach. Something deep inside me was setting off a warning to me.Suddenly the loud sound of clapping. Not as in applause but of one person clearly, loudly clapping. Funny, but as each clap resonated in my head I seemed to wake up more fully. Clap,. With practiced economy, her pencil flew across the page with long, fluid strokes. After just a couple of minutes work, she paused, looking back and forth between me and the drawing pad. "Not bad," she said softly. "Can I see?" "NO! Don't move. That's just the outline. Now comes the hard part. I have to render the details. If you shift your position, even a couple of inches, the entire relationship of highlights and shadows will change," she said with a worried frown. "And believe me, that's not. "I looked at Des and the old one walked off and she only shrugged. Several people came up to me then with thanks for taking care of the problem. Then the group as a whole moved back to the center of the community. When we got there, several other small children were talking to Dan and Bess, recounting how they got to sit on my back, no doubt. I knew without a doubt that I would be getting other requests and there was no way I could refuse them.Des had gone back to trading and the next to go was.