So if what I mostly ate was noodles, what I mostly drank was beer. I felt a bit like a pirate - I totally get why men at sea historically have relied on beer. When it's freaking hot outside, and you want something cold, refreshing, and not sickly sweet like a soda, and another bottled water just wouldn't do the trick... there was always beer. Icy. Cold. Beer. (Cue Homer Simpson voice.) In Thailand, there was a good variety of beers to enjoy (Singha, LFA Tiger beer, Chang Elephant beer), but in Laos, there was but one: Beer Lao. The Budweiser of Southeast Asia. But it goes down good when it's cold. Real good.