It took me just over 24 hours (two flights, one boat, 7 buses).
Last look at the lake from the bus:
And inside the bus:
This little fellow had a beautiful voice, his songs reminded me of what I often heard in Philippines, tunes sounded a little bit sad, and when asked what a song was about - their reply usually confirmed the connection between a content and a form.
It is normal picture here: evening, 10-15 men, light alcohol or grass, 2-3 guitars and songs non-stop till midnight.
Quite different to what a group of men do in other parts of the world, my imagination flies high :)