A layover in Laos
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I arrived in the
The airline had lost my luggage so I was to experience the joy of having to stay an indeterminate period of time until it hopefully arrived.
A guy in my hotel told me he had waited 9 weeks in
I was hopeful. I had to be.
After a walk around the town, predominantly looking for the only location in the country possible of issuing cash to foreigners, I noted that it was quite an ugly city. Construction was going on everywhere and most roads were in terrible condition.
I walked along the river where I saw kids happily swimming and men fishing under the cooling crisp glow of the sunset. I had to pause to reflect on how simply beautiful life can be.That night I met a local French chef in the bar who took me under his wing. With his moped we visited a bar on the outskirts of town. It wasn’t till we there that he explained the bar was filled with girls… not prostitutes, but local, poor, more-or-less homeless girls who simply wanted a comfortable bed and breakfast in the morning. It seemed like a reasonable deal. They were all cute, tiny little things and very friendly. It wasn’t really my thing and I was really only thinking about getting back to the airport to check on my luggage.
The next day I checked out another temple and then it was off to Luang Prabang in the north.
Luang Prabang is a very touristy town full of the typical hippy type of backpacker. The ones with no shoes, no hygiene, very little hair care, almost no money, and not many brain cells left. They all sit around trying to outdo each other with travel stories of increasing levels of danger, difficulty, extremeness and basic stupidity. I've got no problem roughing it and travelling cheap. I just dont see the point in putting myself up on a pedestal and snubbing anyone else who isnt wearing hemp, carries a credit card and hasnt walked barefoot across India in the summer.
Luang is a very pretty town and is actually World Heritage listed for its colourful streets of French Colonial housing. They are slightly disappointing and would recommend a walk through
I took a day trip up to a waterfall, which had beautifully crystal clear water and some nice scenery. I got sold some dodgy re-bottled water and got to experience the entire journey being thrown around on the back of a tuk-tuk.
I didn’t get to make it to the real backpacker mecca of Vang Vienne and soon found myself on a plane to