Luang Prebang
Finally, into Laos :) Took a lovely little aeroplane called a "Fokker" to Laos and then a taxi to a lovely little guesthouse on "KoK Sack Road". Lovely.
Going from the second most populous city in Vietnam to the equivalent in Laos illustrates well the differences between the countries. Hanoi was busy, honking, fast, bright; I struggled to keep up. Luang Prebang is slower, full of temples with monks ambling around. I can actually cross the road here without stepping out in front of an onsluaght of motorbikes.
Luang Prebang is set out in a linear fashion along a peninsula. After landing I visited the mount (or very small hill), the National Palace and a few temples. All very nice, plenty of gold and white. Everything here is pricier than I imagined, and the river is definitely browner. Also randomly bumped into some friends on the small hill, them having left us in Hanoi 24 hours before....
I'm starting to think/worry about stuff back home (like the fact I have 2 weeks to find somewhere to live when I return, and 3 weeks to train for Boston marathon). 4 weeks and I feel very out of it. I was very unimpressed to hear that my sister "stayed close to home" on her birthday a few days ago for fear of riots in Brum centre, and for the same reason my nan is too scared to cross town. Wtf is going on? I feel safer in the country with the highest number of bombs dropped on it per capita in the world.
Finally, into Laos :) Took a lovely little aeroplane called a "Fokker" to Laos and then a taxi to a lovely little guesthouse on "KoK Sack Road". Lovely.
Going from the second most populous city in Vietnam to the equivalent in Laos illustrates well the differences between the countries. Hanoi was busy, honking, fast, bright; I struggled to keep up. Luang Prebang is slower, full of temples with monks ambling around. I can actually cross the road here without stepping out in front of an onsluaght of motorbikes.
Luang Prebang is set out in a linear fashion along a peninsula. After landing I visited the mount (or very small hill), the National Palace and a few temples. All very nice, plenty of gold and white. Everything here is pricier than I imagined, and the river is definitely browner. Also randomly bumped into some friends on the small hill, them having left us in Hanoi 24 hours before....
I'm starting to think/worry about stuff back home (like the fact I have 2 weeks to find somewhere to live when I return, and 3 weeks to train for Boston marathon). 4 weeks and I feel very out of it. I was very unimpressed to hear that my sister "stayed close to home" on her birthday a few days ago for fear of riots in Brum centre, and for the same reason my nan is too scared to cross town. Wtf is going on? I feel safer in the country with the highest number of bombs dropped on it per capita in the world.
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