Travel Blogs from Vientiane
So from Tha Khaek we made our way by bus to the capital of Laos, Vientiane.
Immediately we were struck by the contrast between this busy metropolis compared to the rural villages where we had been to during our motorbike loop.
A similarity on our late arrival, however, was our stubborness with tuk tuk …
First of all, I want to thank everyone for leaving me little notes. I love them and get excited about reading them every time I log on to a computer. I'm getting used to traveling now, so hopefully I will start to be better about responding to you instead of just reading your comments. On my Ha Long Bay tour, my kayak buddy Jason told me that the …
... soon x
We keep stopping off to drop things off and pick people up, suddenly I can hear whiny voices more or likely the local ladies and sure enough I look up and there's two women looking over me with half their teeth missing shoving these dead animals cooked to a stick in my face, I wanted to slap them with it! No I do not want any of your smelly rats eurghhhh what a wake up call! Get off the bus!! They were on and off for a good ...
... leaving the legacy that
is the black stupa today. Although it was crumbling, weather worn and
neglected, the Lao still regard That Dam as the city’s guardian spirit.
We continued walking in the rain and, by accident, happened
upon a different local, neighborhood market that was colorful and hectic, and filled with
weird, exotic looking foods and not another tourist in sight. We had fun walking through this ...
... after every “chop, chop, chop” became revealed.... chop means **** in Lao.... naughty Nook! “You good chop, chop, chop?!”.
We made eggplant and tomato dips with barbecued veg, mok pa (steamed fish in banana leaves), chicken laap: “let's make laaaarp!”, giggling fit, papaya salad. We sat down to consume our feast with handfuls of sticky rice.