Wonderful friends in Luang Prabang
After spending two days floating, or rather motoring down the Mekong River from Huay Xai in northern Laos, I finally arrived in Luang Prabang. Shrouded in dirty clothes and carrying an army of ants, fleas and bedbugs on my body despite my best attempts to avoid any such infestation, I jumped off the slow boat and on to dry land.
Our party was greeted the fabulous Nicola and Sam who we had become friends with in Chiang Mai. They had been absolute legends and organised us accommodation after spending the night in the hostel that we’d booked into and realising that it wasn’t all that, or all of anything. I think that sewage leaking from the shower was mentioned at one stage.
A guesthouse was awaiting us and as we walked past numerous food stalls and declined to accept the tuk truck drivers very kind invitation to be brought to a waterfall after just completing a three day journey, I couldn’t wait to get washed and watered with the cheap cheap beer lao.
Luang Prabang is one of my favourite places, and I know I have a few at this stage, but it really is fabulous. We hired bicycles one of the days and checked out secondhand book stores and we stayed in a guesthouse just down the road from the main street where the night market was held. We climbed to the top of a hill to a temple where we watched the sunset on my birthday and then went out for pizza. They were all so wonderful and really made the day so special, even treating me to a massage! We also managed to pull ourselves out of our beds at 4.30 a.m. one morning to see the alms… which is where people give food to the monks - an astonishing sight, watching hundreds of monks line the streets as the sun begins to rise in the background.