Friday, February 22, 2008

Luang Prabang, Bolavan plateau, Don-Det, Laos




Luang Prabang was so beautiful. It is French colonial architecture and it's filled with European tourists. We heard French everywhere- even so older Laos were speaking French to us. This is my favorite city in south-east Asia so far. The grilled fish in the night market is a must. The Hmong textile and artisan market glows at night, such beautiful stuff. They were selling these funky antique children's hats- many of them with little ears and the most intricate embroidery. Our last night in Luang Prabang a bartender gave Christian and I a shot of cobra whisky- it was so gross, the little grey scales floated on the top of the shot glass. After 22 hours in a pimped up double decker "V.I.P."tourist bus (which supposedly has films, Kareoke and full meals but had no such thing for us) There are rumours going around that they were putting dwarves in large suitcases and then during the ride they would unzip themselves and steals all the valuables from everybody else's luggage- but nothing was missing from my bag, or at least not that I noticed. We went immediately to the motorbike rental place and scootered out of town and went to a beautiful waterfall and then another that looked like the one in Jurassic park. We were waterfall hunting. They were beautiful and it was fun, we even came across Father Coffee- an old guy who roasts his own. The next destination was Don-Det- a tourists paradise in the region of the 4,000 islands in southern Laos. This place was fun. We rented kayaks, hikes, went biking and ate wonderful food at the many restaurants- last night we tried this Lao style of barbeque- your cook your own meat over this little fire and stew veggies a little bit like fondue-chinois (for my friends in quebec- you know what I'm talking about!) We loved Don-Det-it warmed us up for tomorrow- we will be taking a plane to Siem Reap, Cambodia tomorrow morning-right next to Ankor-Wat. Can't wait. Only 20 days or so left in Asia-I think I would like to come here again.

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