Plain of Jars
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People i met here, who contributed to and improved my trip: Juliana (Russia), Hien (Vietnam), Hoai (Vietnam)
We arrived into Phonsavan after a gruelling 7 hour bus trip, which wound up and down mountains and caused the woman sat behind me to continually vomit into a bag, right next to my right ear! When we got off the bus, we met 2 nice Vietnamese girls called Hien and Hoai, who we shared a jumbo into town with. After finding a decent hotel for $4, we accompanied them to Dinner before booking our tour for the following day.
Up bright and early, but wishing we were still in bed, we met the girls for breakfast. We were then on our tour to the Plain of Jars, the main reason to visit Phonsavan.
After looking around site one and discovering spiders loved to make their houses in the pots, we drove on to site 2 via a house that doubled up as a whiskey distillery. We saw the stages it went through and the smell was horrible enough to make me not want to taste it! As we proceded down the dusty road, there was suddenly a huge bang and i casually said to Julia that the tyre must have burst.
On our way to site 3 we stopped at an old Russian tank, which filled Julia with nostalgia of her motherland, before having our lunch at the ticket office of site 3. The site was similar to the previous 2, although the pots were more closely arranged. Potted out, we headed back to Phonsavan and prepared ourselves for the journey to Luang Prabang the following day.
During our dinner of fried noodles, Julia came across a rather fat, meaty looking noodle. With closer inspection, it wasn't hard to see that it was actually a big fat worm, which probably hadn't been washed from the vegetables. A couple of months earlier and i think Julia would have been screaming in disgust, but now she just moved the fried worm to the side of the plate and finished the meal! What a good sport.