It was a rush-backpacking trip for us since we only had 4 weeks during winter break to travel around and by the time we got on the sleeper bus to Luang Prabang, our only concern was proper surfaces to rest our energy-drained masses. Safety, maybe after we sleep.
Never understood love at first sight until I set my eyes on the streets of Luang Prabang. It was a perfect fusion of tourism settling into the cultural scene, not in a blatant way. Luang Prabang is definitely not a place where they are obsessed with ‘out with the old, in with the new’; it was indeed pleasing for the eyes and mind, for once, that the tourists here are actually abiding to the cultural norms and not have half their said-assets drooping out of their well-backpacked-backpackers clothes.
The Royal Palace in the heart of the City
200 odd steps to the top of Mount PhouSi. Located right beside the Royal Palace. We reached Luang Prabang that morning, so we did not have tours planned, Mount PhouSi made a good day trip; overlooking the entire city and Mekong River.
|my dishevelled face|
|the little temple at the top of the mountain|
there are a few monks who are pretty open and friendly to tourists where you can talk to them
|Hi-jacked a hotel's backyard to have our lunch with a view|
|20cents goodness gone in 3 seconds|
|the temperature dipped and my hands trembled as if i had Parkinson|
Day 2 spent at Kuangsi waterfalls. Kuangsi waterfalls is 30km off city centre and you can get there via bicycles or rip-off TukTuks. We had everything but time since we were moving on to Hanoi the same evening, we packed our sense of adventure and took a TukTuk instead for approximately 7USD. (As we were on our way up the KuangSi Waterfalls, you have no idea how many times i secretly thanked all Gods that we didn't choose the DIY bicycle way. My quads would have died there and then.) If you're into those Chinese blue-green waterfall painting, Kuangsi Waterfall is the place you'll dig. It felt as if I walked into a Chinese painting by accident.
|These people actually live on the land mass across Mekong and they cross this river to get to work in the city centre|
|No one was really into fashion by then|
|The Tarzan Swing that we didn't have enough time to do|
|i wasn't lying about being in a Chinese painting, was i?|
|Climbed to the top of the waterfall with our new Spanish jaded lawyer friend|
|i swore my boobs concaved a little|
Alright, till next time Luang Prabang.
Gotta prep myself for our 28 hours overland to Hanoi. (Stay tuned for the craziest dipping of temperatures. Snow in Sapa.)