I feel like in a mountain village in the Alpes, with little wooden houses, just guest houses, restaurants and souvenir shops (Laos art craft).
On one side the Mekong and on the other, the river.
The city of peace, monasteres and monks in safran dress...some just 10 year old?
and the city of adventures, attractions and young tourists (waterfalls, kayaks, caves and elephant caring)...
We went to marvellous waterfalls - Quant Si - turquoise colour and peacefull, at 30 km from L.P. with a small group and a minibus as the tuk-tuk is not able to climb up there-a must.
More than that, we have no volonty any more. We feel the end of the holydays and just desire to rest.
but...still, we made it: waking up at 6:00 in order to participate in the tradition to give each monk a litle rice at 6:30 when they pass by in the street, in silent, to receive their food for the day.
Walking around, eating fish in one of the many little restaurants on River Side, lying down in the nice cafe on the other side of the river lost into bamboos trees...
And the last, last evening, we watched a nice show of traditional music and danses in a nice restaurant around a water pond.
Here are the pictures of all that:
https://plus.google.com/photos/106670542785688682224/albums/5871619563505793809
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