Trip Start Dec 26, 2010
40Trip End Feb 03, 2011
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The so-called town centre I stayed in did not even have a half decent Laotian food stall. The two most popular eateries were Indian. Surprisingly most guesthouses were full but I managed to check in a 40,000 kip room with half of a door built in the wall - ran by chinese nationals
Bargained a 6000 kip tuktuk ride to Wat Nam Fai, said to house a footprint of Buddha, which I failed to locate (probably in that ominous looking stupa). A short walk south, I found myself back at the street of my guesthouse. Visited a wat just aound the corner near the French bridge and befriended a couple of novice monks about 16-17 years old. Both genuine and down to earth, always inquisitive about me more than my camera. We took photos and even exchanged emails. One reads firstname.lastname@example.org (sorry cannot reveal more details). I asked what made him decided to be a monk - he smoothly replied "I like Buddhism". So sincere, so heart warming, so young. At 6pm the novices gathered for their prayers and I snapped - photographs.
I tried my best not to eat at the ever popular Indian restaurents but sat in for supper and beers anyway after a mediocre dinner of flat noodles with chicken at a rather predictable hawker stall. There was absolutely nothing to do in Pakse. You know that meant? Diary time.