A First Time for Everything

January 31, 2007

Six hour mini-bus ride from Luang Prabang to Vang Vieng on winding mountain road.  No rest stops.

My first time peeing in the bushes.

Wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be, but I’m hoping it will also be my last time, too.

Luang Prabang

January 29, 2007

Misty MekongAfter three treacherous days in transit via mini-van through the Thai countryside and slow boat down the Mekong river, we finally arrived in Luang Prabang, Laos.

Despite all of the hardships we endured on the trip here – stomach-churning roads through the mountains, the hard, uncomfortable floor of the slow boat on the first day and, even worse, the actual wooden seats we sat in on the second, a rat-infested guest house – it was all worth it. I am in love with Luang Prabang.

 

 

 

The “city” is Laos’ second biggest. Here’s a picture of the main road during the middle of the day:
Main Street
Sleepy, laidback, charming. Described as the best-preserved city in Southeast Asia. While many cities could certainly be called green, very few deserve the adjective “lush,” but that is what Luang Prabang is. Coconut palms, banyan, poinsettias, and other trees stand in perfect harmony with the crumbling French colonial mansions and shophouses.Alley

It’s the kind of city where people play badminton in the streets, where toddlers run barefoot and laughing outside of their parents’ shop, and where riverside restaurants hold dances on Sunday afternoon for the locals.

The baguettes here are out-of-this-world. Sweet and doughy and perfect alongside a sludge-thick cup of Lao espresso with condensed milk.

All I need are a few comfy cushions and a good book, and I could stay here for a week a be content.