Fog rolls across a quiet hillside road in Bat Xat district, the slope falling away on the right past a low drystone wall and a small plot of maize. Trees and a power pole loom faintly out of the mist ahead.
Fog rolls across a quiet hillside road in Bat Xat district, the slope falling away on the right past a low drystone wall and a small plot of maize. Trees and a power pole loom faintly out of the mist ahead.