After taking the night train from Bangkok to Nong Khai, we crossed the border to Vientianne (Laos) the next morning. Nothing special happened there except that Americans have to pay more for their visa than everyone else... for whatever reasons... maybe it's proportional to how much your country has bombed that country...
Vientianne was sorta boring so we decided to leave the next morning again to go to Vang Vieng.
Arriving there at noonish it was the funniest thing ever to see that every local was drunk...they were holding each other up, barely able to walk...what a friendly welcome! Apparently we had arrived on a local holiday and most of the time the town people are relatively sober.
What can you do in Vang Vieng? Tubing! So we got the inner tubes of truck tires and off we went for a relaxing 4 hour ride down the river! They had bars along the river where you could stop, drink beer or jump off the constructed platforms with ropeswings and ziplines into the water! It was so much fun just relaxing in the tube or playing water ball...or drinking yummy Lao beer! From everywhere along the river the kids were shouting: beer Lao, beer Lao...it was a huge party!
The next day we went on a trek to some buddha caves and visited Hmong villages, one of the ethnic groups in Laos. We bumped into them right when they were having a picture shooting for their relatives in America. Due to historical events in Laos, they have easier access to immigrate to the US. Once they saw us, we had to be in the pictures as well...:) the tall "farangs"
The tour was nice, we kayaked back along the river the same way we had gone with the tube the day before.
The bus ride to Luan Prabang was awful (the road was very bumpy and windy but nothing in comparison the roads in Cambodia as we had to find out later...) Ok, let's say, it was medium awful. We thought we were smart by taking the minibus. It turned out that we were indeed lucky cause we got very nice seats. Unlike another couple who arrived late and had to sit on these little half chairs that folded down...must have been very uncomfortable... There was also a very stinky old french man in our bus and everytime he put up his arms to air out his pits we thought we were going to puke:(
Anyways, after passing quite a few soldiers with AK 47 just standing by the road or hiding in little camouflaged huts, we were wondering whether the rumours of road 13 being safe were true...but apparently they were there to protect us...our driver gave them cigarettes to keep them happy!
Luang Prabang: declared Unesco World Heritage Site...a very nice city with wats (temples) everywhere...We, no, Laura, got up to enjoy the morning ceremony. Corey slept in a little bit longer. At sunrise all the monks come out of the different Wats and all along the road there are people kneeling and giving them food into their collecting bags...it is a very amazing thing to watch, especially at that time of the day!and knowing that religion here is so strongly felt among the people that it is an honour for them to get up at 6am to prepare the rice.
We decided to go hiking in Laos rather than in Thailand, seemed to be less touristy!
So David, a guy from Belgium we met on the way, and us left the next morning . It was an amazing experience, we hiked for 5 hours a day and passed through several villages on the way. We passed a school, with 20 kids, all different level, the older ones were writing with pens, younger ones with pencil...
When we gave them some pencils some of them even were too shy to smile at us.
The whole trekking was amazing!
And this wasn't only due to the amazing encounters we had with the different people along the way but also because our guides were so nice. At our lunch stop this old Hmong lady set next to us and starting carving a bamboo stick. Our guide told us she was going to make a bong, and shortly afterwards we saw her happily smoking a cigarette through it.
Finally we got to this Hmong village on top of the mountain, a very high mountain by the way :), and we thought we were in a completely different world...little huts all spread out, pigs running around with Children, dogs and lots of chicken. There was a fire making school, where 3-4 year old children learned how to make a fire and we were just wandering around looking at everything. The astonishing thing is that although they have tourists visiting them 3 times a week (roughly), the kids are still shy and stare at us, the adults still friendly...
Finally we arrived at our place to stay for the night - the chief's hut in the next village. Inside our eyes needed to adjust to the smoke from the fire but then we felt very cosy...There was the chief and his third wife and tons of kids, hard to remember who belongs to who...oh and tons of dogs and cats too!
After dinner the whole family (altogether maybe 20 people) gathered in the hut and somebody lifted the old blanket off something in the corner and we saw a brand new TV! Watching a traditinal Hmong movie was quite boring so we went outside to get some fresh air and saw David smoking a joint with the chief! (The whole trek up the mountain he told us about his mission to smoke opium with the chief!)
Then we went back inside.
The chief, 63 yrs old, an amazing man, told us the story of his life, of his 3 wifes and why he thought that one side of his face was slightly paralyzed so it always looked as if he was smiling with one side of his mouth. Finally he got some opium out an smeered it on one of David's cigarettes.
The next morning we walked down which was nice for a change, stopping by some more villages and finally arriving back in the real world, Luang Prabang.
The next day we took off on a 2 day slow boat tour on the Mekong River to Huay Xai (bordering Thailand). The boat trip was amazing as well...sitting back (on wooden benches) and enjoying this world that hardly seems to be part of ours, at least not the way we know it.
Women wrapped in colourful sarongs, washing clothes and naked kids running around, playing in the water...fisher men standing on rocks with a simple net, waiting for the next fish...Water buffalos cooling off in the water....driving by bamboo huts half hidden by palmtrees....
We spend the night in Laos and crossed the border (=a 5 minute boat ride accross the Mekong River) to Chiang Kong, then continued to Chiang Rai and finally Chiang Mai.
The next two days we only relaxed, walked around the city, got our hair cut (finally!!) and organized our train ride to Laos.
Cheers and auf Wiedersehen,
Laura and Corey