After a quick mini-bus to the Thai border (3 hrs.)
it was a skiff ride across the Mekong to Huay Xai Lao. Just the 5 minute run across the was
a huge difference, the slickness and efficiency of Thailand gave way to the
laid back, socialist Lao. We arrived at about 4:30 in the afternoon to the
Immigration office and filled out a form for our Visa and paid the serious
looking uniformed officer the entry
fee…plus $1a piece for overtime, since it was after 4pm.
The line-up of slowboats that head down the river to Luang Prabang (2 days). |
Young novice monks at prayer in the village temple at the ring of the 6pm bells |
The slowboats were about 8’ wide and 120’ long
and cruised
at about 8 knots down river with basic seating
and about 70 westerners along
for the ride down the lazy river.
|
boats for living |
fishing boats |
Just a floating and a
fishing with more kinds of boats than you ever thought of. The boat stopped for the night at a village
called Pak Beng and we all bailed off for a hotel room and dinner with a vague
time for the morning’s departure for the last leg to Luang Prabang.
Boats for those who want to get some where quickly. Don a helmet and brace yourself for an exhilarating ride - and hope you don't flip |
No, he's not using huge chopsticks to pull on the tassels, but putting away the poles after pushing off for the next day on the river |
Of Course we are still in temple & Buddhist
country and if there is a cave alongside the river…then there is a good chance
of there being a Buddha in it…..then of course a tour boat to the cave and it goes on & on.....
Luang Prabang turned out to be a cross between Lao-laid-back
and leftover French colonial buildings, streets & cafes. Tables lined the
river for anytime of day coffees, baguettes, fish or a bowl of noodles(Pho). A very
enjoyable place to stroll about and soak it all up.
Old French buildings, street shops and local transportation. |
Of course there was a large amount of Temples and Monks in their saffron robes and freshly shaved heads.
Love that gold on green @ the temple on the Kings grounds |
Yes, we bought some scarves from her.... |
weaving scarfs to drying rice cakes....
Lining alleyways were these lovely rice cake set out to dry in the afternoon sun. They become softly crunchy and are especially tasty with a drizzle of some salty sweet paste. |
Lao style barbecue is best with a group of friends: Sheba and Vinay from Seattle and Judy and John from Juneau. |
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