Centara Hotel & Convention Centre Udon Thani
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- Shuttle bus service
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
- Swimming pool
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... Thailand, the border town we crossed at. Exiting Thailand and entering Laos took about 27 checkpoints, much stamping and US$31 over an hour. Back on another bus for the 20km trip to our first destination in Laos, the capital Vientiane. Our new guide, Mr Rang gave us a good briefing on what to expect in Laos. Sounded interesting. The motel tonight is a gem, Chanthapanya, rosewood everywhere. Stay tuned for some photos ...
... us in Udon Tani, around 400 km from Poipet. We are looking for a lunch place near the border but cannot find any nice place to eat, so with the help of GPS we finally get to a big city called Khon Kaen and eat at KFC. We reach the Grand hotel in Udon Thani at around 10 pm and meet our friends there.
... after a message in a bottle from said princess who them ultimately left him even though he built a temple for her – in one one night! (There is a bit more to it than that but that's the general gist). The formations were beautiful and to top it off many of the rock formations also had prehistoric paintings and a couple had Buddha images carved into the stone. The whole site would have taken several hours to walk around but we chose ...
... looked pretty unassuming; white top and purple fruity looking bottom... but it was actually purple rice. Things have gone too far, there's rice in my popsicles.
I have a few more items to add to the weird and wonderful things I've ingested: pig intestine, (l'shana tova by the way), banana stalk, sweet mini shrimp sauce with unripe mango, and the piece de resistance: bird saliva drink. From what ...
... pulled over by the police! Licence, was all he said. Sebastian was driving, and he doesn't have a licence. We were doomed we thought. Both of us, stressed and convinced that we would get a fine. We opened the little compartment of the motorbike, where we have our wallets and a crazy idea popped into our heads. We thought it was worth a try to show him MY drivers licence. I mean, what could we lose, we were already in a jam... I took it out, showed it to him. ...