Luang Prebang -> Vang Vieng
I am purposefully not eating whilst writing this.
More sandwiches from my favourite stall. This time she even made a banana and nutella sandwich on request. Yum.
Today was a travel day from Luang Prebang to Vang Vieng. Boarding my much-better-than-expected minibus I was anticipating a good journey, despite the rain. The scenery through the mountains was pretty special - lush, green and rocky. Exactly what I imagine Halong Bay would look like if you took away the sea. Unfortunately, along with the mountains and valleys came 220km of winding climbs and descents. Sore bum. And it's true what they say: Lao people do get travel sick. Vomit boy in front of me lived up to his name, and thanks to his grandmother, Route 13 is now they proud owner of plenty of plastic bags full of vomit. I maintain (from the experience of having a very travel sick sibling) that she shouldn't have kept feeding him on the journey.
Route 13 also is the lifeblood of that area of Laos. Wooden houses lined the street, and everywhere there were:
- kids carrying kids
- boys playing in groups with stones
- smaller boys playing with their own 'toy'
- girls combing plants
- naked kids showering in the monsoon (and one old woman *shudder*)
There were many animals too, and along with the numerous potholes the cats, dogs, cows, goats, pigs, chickens and buffalos completed the obstacle course of Route 13.
Apart from the huge landslide that held us up for over an hour.....
I am purposefully not eating whilst writing this.
More sandwiches from my favourite stall. This time she even made a banana and nutella sandwich on request. Yum.
Today was a travel day from Luang Prebang to Vang Vieng. Boarding my much-better-than-expected minibus I was anticipating a good journey, despite the rain. The scenery through the mountains was pretty special - lush, green and rocky. Exactly what I imagine Halong Bay would look like if you took away the sea. Unfortunately, along with the mountains and valleys came 220km of winding climbs and descents. Sore bum. And it's true what they say: Lao people do get travel sick. Vomit boy in front of me lived up to his name, and thanks to his grandmother, Route 13 is now they proud owner of plenty of plastic bags full of vomit. I maintain (from the experience of having a very travel sick sibling) that she shouldn't have kept feeding him on the journey.
Route 13 also is the lifeblood of that area of Laos. Wooden houses lined the street, and everywhere there were:
- kids carrying kids
- boys playing in groups with stones
- smaller boys playing with their own 'toy'
- girls combing plants
- naked kids showering in the monsoon (and one old woman *shudder*)
There were many animals too, and along with the numerous potholes the cats, dogs, cows, goats, pigs, chickens and buffalos completed the obstacle course of Route 13.
Apart from the huge landslide that held us up for over an hour.....
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