About 9 A.M, we drove to Pakgreum Village while the sun was shining. We felt very hot and cold at the same time. It is 100 km to Pakgerum Village and takes about two hours.
On the way, we drove to the temple where the Buddha’s footprints are kept. We worshipped the Buddha’s footprint. Then we kept going. That day, the weather was so good; there were not a lot of cars, and not a lot of people on the street.

On the right and the left hand of the road we saw the rice fields in yellow, ponds, green fields, and farmers taking care of their cows and buffalos. My mind was relaxed like I was staying in heaven. We kept going and going until we saw the mountain hills in green and dark blue in front of us, I knew automatically we had reached our destination. My friend, Aloun was so excited, too. We drove the motorbike for a moment and finally we saw the Nagreum Bridge. We saw the river in green together with mountains; it made us feel like the birds who tried to find the freedom. I think if you read about it, you can imagine how we felt at that time. We crossed the bridge quickly. Then, we saw the sign “Welcome to Pakgreum Village, the land of the Nagas’s fire ball” on the right hand side. We turned right and kept driving about 30 minutes. Finally we arrived at that village, and the police stood in front of us. He gave us the parking ticket. I paid 5000 thousands Kip. Then we drove in to my cousin’s house.

We arrived there about 4 P.M. Later the old woman — who is short, curly haired and smiled in a friendly manner — invited us to her house; we drank water and took a shower later. Her house was in Lao traditional styles similar to Thai style. After we finished taking a shower we took a walk around the village and observed everything. We saw that there were many villagers selling foods, such as papaya salad, lap, roasted chicken, meatballs, bamboo soup, noodle soup, and drinks. This village is where the Mekong River and Greum (The biggest river in Laos) hit each other, which you can see two colors in green and orange.

At the same time, there were many people coming on the Mekong river bank. Similarly, Thai people on the right bank, there were a lot of people, too. About 15 minutes left, the Mekong River’s banks were crowded with people who wanted to see the naga fireball. At the moment, the sun was setting. The village was bright by the moon light and the candles, and children were running and preparing to light fireworks into the river.

Many people ate there and we had dinner too. After we had dinner at the riverbank, Thai and Lao people watched the Mekong river, and everyone paid attention. Later, about 9 P.M, the incredible thing happened and made other people’s eyes wondering; there were the pink and red rockets going out of the Greum and Mekong Rivers, up to the sky and disappeared. I and other were screaming to the rockets. Some people stood and pushed each other in order to see the nagas’s fireball. I saw about 12 rockets. However, it might be some people saw more than me.

We continued looking at the naga fireballs for about one hour. Then, we decided to go back home. My friend and I said good bye to my cousin and drove the motorbike out of that village with a satisfied feeling. I’ll never forget it because it happened only in the Mekong River. Which is why I think those rockets should be called as number 8 of the most incredible things in this world.

So, to conclude, if you believe what I see and say or not, it depends on you because it is the personal belief, and different religions. But, I want you to see by your own eyes next year. Why? Because even if something can’t be proved in the scientific, it doesn’t mean that it doesn’t exist in this world. It is supernatural.

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