The Monk Who Stole My Photo, and other tales from Luang Prabang.
Luang Prabang Travel Blog› entry 77 of 251 › view all entries
May 24th, 2008 – by: cmgervais
Today I explored LP on my own since Steve was still suffering the effects of yesterday’s kayaking trip.
In addition to the Phu Si Hill (by the way, the temples up there are not great, but the views are fantastic…it’s worth the long climb) I went to the National Museum, which is the former Royal Palace. I was wearing a tank top so I had to borrow one of their cover-ups to go in. It was a pretty interesting visit, with lots of very shiny priceless artifacts and various royal treasures.
There was a photo exhibit at the gate house of the Royal Palace, called Floating Monks. These photos were taken by a German photographer during a monk training session on meditation (a skill which has apparently not been used in Laos in the past, or at least for a long time). I was the only one there and the guard was asleep on the bench, so I walked softly so as not to wake him.
Between the hours of 12:30 and 2:00, I noticed many of the vendors and workers were asleep in their stalls. It was so incredibly hot and humid, it seemed like a good idea to me to have a little nap mid day like that.
I had lunch at Café des Arts, where I was served one of the best lattes I have every had. They had a salad menu, where I choose six items from a list for my salad. It came served with crusty warm baguette. I really like Laos!
I came home on the 4pm shuttle, and Steve had just woken up, and was feeling “100% better.” We decided to take the 7:30pm shuttle back to town for dinner, where we ate at a mediocre place, the name of which I forget. During the meal Steve started to feel achy again and proclaimed he was having a heart attack, but this passed after a little bit and we walked to the 9pm shuttle, and then went back to the hotel where I read and Steve watched TV.
Late at night, Steve got the chills and may also have a fever. I am up at 3am researching symptoms on the lobby’s Internet station (I had to wake the clerk, oops.) The Internet’s a wonderful thing… I just learned these new symptoms are also indicative of dehydration. But it seems like he should be better by now? Tomorrow I hope he is well, or we must decide if he should take the antibiotics we brought, go to the doctor, or what. This is the less fun aspect of traveling… what I wouldn’t give to have my Dr. Brandies and Chicago’s Northwestern Memorial just down the street.
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