Sad to say that this is my last post for my Laos Trip, this would make 43+ posts total. As for some of you, this might be a call for celebration because you might get tired of seeing, or more like overloading with my pictures from Laos. I think pictures don’t lie, as you can see I had a great time in Laos and Thailand, and would love to do this again, but just not anytime soon.
I think the best time that I had was at Boun That Luang, it is such a beautiful ceremony and I had never seen anything like this before in my life.
The most beautiful town that I visited is Luang Prabang, such a charming place and I do miss her already.
The most beautiful picture of a Lao boy that I took is one of the students at Dannavieng Elementary School, I think this picture is worth a thousand words.
I didn’t have a place to post this car, but I saw this at the street in Vientiane and thought it looks cool. It even has a Lao flag painted on its roof.
I wish I had more money, and regret that I didn’t bring (as many of ) these Lao ethnic bags back with me.
The worse time that I had was the bus ride to Pakse, we took the 10:30 AM local bus leaving Vientiane on November 18, 2008, and only cost us 120,000 kips ($14) per person. There is no bathroom on the bus, and bathroom breaks were along side of the road, look for the best bush if you can find one. Then when we got to Savannakhet, the young bus driver took a side job and decided to make a detour to drop a few girls and their flea market goods off at TalatSao (Morning Market), which bus are not allowed in this area, it is a Tuk Tuk zone.
We were chased down by a local police officer who would not take bribery, and had to park in the dark alley 3 times just to drop some of the items off. We must have wasted almost an hour before we got back on the main road again. Then there were 3 passengers left, a man, my dad and I, and the driver decided that he didn’t want to go all the way to Pakse, so he chased down an express bus that was heading in the same direction, and told us that we had to take that bus. He woke me up in the middle of the night, I was disoriented, but got off the bus, waited for our stuff, and got on the bus that was parked behind our bus. We got to Pakse at 2 AM, and there were no Tuk Tuk and we had to call our relative to come and pick us up.
Then the next morning, we were sent on a wild goose chase, I was asked to visit a great-grandfather who is 94 years old that wanted to see a picture of his great-granddaughter. The lady told me the name of the person that he stays with, and when I called the number given to me, it has been disconnected. I didn‘t think much of it since I knew her name, but after searching high and low, I realized that asking around for a person is not as easy as it seems because Pakse is not that small, but I’m happy to say, mission accomplished, I delivered the picture.
The best hotel that we stayed was at Novotel Suvarnabhumi Airport Hotel, a bit pricey, and it cost us $170 per night for a standard room, but we thought it’d only be for 1 night, and we would be coming home the next morning.
But as you had already known, they decided my dad needed to see the protest live, and you heard the rest of my story.
Till we meet again on this road.