Saturday 30 January 2010

Laos Final Part


Hello again, this is going to be my last Laos post. There's a lot to cram in so I'll try to stick to the interesting bits. After Vang Vieng I travelled down south-west to the Lao capital, Vientiene. I was travelling with a friend I'd made in Luang Prabang, and randomly met another friend while waiting for the bus, who I'd first met in Hue. There's not much to say about Vientiene, except that it must be the deadest city in the world. We had a look about, then quickly moved on to Savannakhet. My travel buddy and I were the only foreigners on the bus to Savannakhet. After about two hours drive, I could smell burning and sure enough the bus broke down soon after. We were left waiting on the side of the road for two hours while the drivers and co removed first hte back wheels, then the axle, then some engine parts, and proceeded to bang them with bits of metal. Eventually another bus showed up, it was full already so we had to stand for three hours.

Anyhow, Savannakhet was ok, not much to do there, but it really serves as a base to go on treks. I took a one day trek to the nearby forest of Dong Nadet. This included a visit to a salt factory, which is where I took the above picture, clearly showing a large fish smoking a fag. I'll put the other pictures onto my facebook page as its quite fiddly using this program to put up multiple pics. The salt factory consisted of several large shallow baths of salty water (the water was extracted from the ground - I think, the guides English wasn't great), for evaporation in the sun, or some that used heat from burning wood. Each bath was owned by a different family, it was quite cool to see collectivism in action. For each 50kg bag of salt the family get something ridiculous like $5. After the salty experience, we walked through the forest, which was very quiet, not even a bird call. Whether this was due to it being the dry season or the appetites of the locals I don't know. The local guide showed us how to use some of the plants as medicines (mostly for stomach problems). The weirdest one was red ants, which are apparently good to smell (relieves fatigue) or to rub on snake bites. Later on we visited the Hanging Stupa, which is a tower built in the place where a tree used to be that Buddha is supposed to have sat under. We got a disjointed story of how the local people fed him frogs, which he wouldn't usually eat being vegetarian, which he consquently threw up.

After getting a tourist visa for Thailand at the consulate in Savannakhet (this gives me two months, rather than the 15-day pass I would otherwise get at the border) we took another long, long bus ride to Paxse. This bus was even more beaten up than the last one, and there was a motorbike and three roosters on board. I gave up my seat to let an older woman sit down, which meant I had to stand for three hours again, but at least on this bus the windows were open so I got a nice breeze. I also got two huge bags of sugar on my feet for my troubles. We didn't stay long in Paxse, to be honest I can't remember doing much except eating.

My last stop in Laos was Si Pon Don, or 4000 islands, which is right at the southern end of the country. I stayed on Don Det, which is very backpackery. The island is basically a big farm with a load of bungalows around the perimeter. It was a very nice place to chill for a while, I ended up staying for a week. I met quite a few people from Luang Prabang there which was nice. On my last day I walked to the end of the next island, Don Khon, where you can see Cambodia on the other side of the Mekong river, and I took a boat to see the Irawaddy dolphins. These guys are very rare now, the boat driver said there was only 15 left in that part of the Mekong. It was cool to see them flipping about in the water, but quite sad knowing that their days are probably numbered. The boats turn their engines off in the water, and don't go chasing the dolphins down at least.

From Si Pon Don I took a bus for 110,000 kip up to Paxse then across the border to Ubon in Thailand, where I am now. Ubon is in the Isaan region, which is more Laos than Thai in flavour. Its quite nice to walk around, there are lots of temples, a big park and a fairly interesting library. There doesn't appear to be much in the way of eating though, despite Lonely Planet calling it a foodie heaven. I found a bar last night showing the Liverpool - Bolton game, they also had a live band on which was fun. Not really my kind of music but it makes a change from the usual corny pop they play over here. My head is very sore today even though I only had four Leo beers, I reckon they put some nasty additives in the beer here. Tonight I take a train to Bangkok, and then up to Chiang Mai, hopefully to meet up with some friends I made in Cambodia and Laos, its going to be a long, long trip.

Until next time, see you later!

Friday 22 January 2010

Laos part 2

So I left off in Vang Vieng. Apparently you can't leave that place unless you've tried tubing, which involves floating down a river in a tractor inner tube. Completely pissed. The start of the tubing course consists of various make shift bars plying free shots of the deadly Lao Lao whiskey, followed up with a bucket (literally a bucket like you'd take to the seaside) filled with cheap spirits and mixer. Each bar has its own variety of rope swing to get you back into the water. I tried one, it was a lot higher than the one I did in Luang Prabang but I'd asked for a life jacket (I can hardly swim) so I suppose I lost a bit of the thrill. The only other people wearing life jackets wear the Korean package tourists. A few tourists have died in recent years while doing the tubing however, and I bet any of them weren't Korean. Plenty of people are so drunk that they climb up to the rope swings, then miss the rope and just fall in, pretty dangerous when theres other people floating about below. I finished the day with a happy pizza - topped with a special ingredient (think Bob Marley). It was a mistake to eat the whole thing, I'm so greedy, I couldn't move or speak for the next 36 hours!

Sorry no pictures this time, it wasn't really the day for pictures. Also its time for beer, I've just met up with a fellar I met in Luang Prabang. Its cool to keep meeting up with people randomly, makes getting to know random people actually worthwhile.

Later dudes,
Rob

Monday 18 January 2010

Laos part 1










Hello again. Its getting longer between posts, this is to do with me now being in Laos, where time seems to run very differently indeed. I started in Luang Prabang, which is famous for being pretty I think (its a UNESCO world heritage sight, which draws a lot of people here). The picture shows one of the main streets at dusk. I arrived on New Years Eve, staying at the Spicy Laos Backpackers in a dorm. It was a cool place, lots of space to hang out with the other travellers. I'm still travelling with two people I met there which is nice.




The day after NYE I randomly decided to go and see the Kuang Si waterfall with two other people, it was worth it as it was beautiful and probably the best thing about going to Luang Prabang. Even though I can hardly swim, I jumped off a rope swing into the magical blue lagoon, that got my heart going quite a bit.





Unfortunately, whether it was the water, or the egg sandwich I had for lunch, or the vegetarian buffet I had later on, I was up all night vomiting and with bad diarrhea. I fasted for a few days which probably did me good after all the beer I drank over the period of many hogs. I still managed to walk around the town, but really I couldn't see what all the fuss with the place was about. There's some wats (temples), but there's temples everywhere in Asia. Maybe my stomach condition soured the experience.





Anyhow, on the 3rd of Jan I got up at 6am to see the monks taking alms. It is a very sombre affair, the monks are not allowed to speak or anything and have to walk in a meditative state holding out a bowl into which the local people put in handfuls of rice and fruit (possibly other stuff but that was mainly what I saw). Some of the monks had done quite well, their pots were overflowing and they had to throw some stuff back into baskets that were on the roadside. One of my compadres was wearing black wellies and a bright yellow beanie hat, I think she got more photos taken of here than the monks did. I was trying to be polite taking a picture of the monks as they walked away, some people were very rude, getting right in their faces with the cameras.


As a digresion, I was under the impresion that the Buddhist monks were not allowed any possessions. Strange then that I've seen a lot of monks with mobile phones, and some with cameras and laptops. Maybe the high-tech stuff doesn't stop you achieving enlightenment.


From Luang Prabang I took a minibus to Vang Vieng. A 6hr ride through very bendy mountainous roads probably wasn't what my guts wanted, but I managed to hold on. Vang Vieng has a bad reputation for being a hell-hole of Western twenty-somethings getting absolutely out of their faces. The Travelfish website even suggests avoiding it completely. I think that would be a mistake, the place has been the highlight of my Laos trip so far. The scenery around is stunning, limestone cliffs and rivers. I stayed at the Sunset Guesthouse (who gave me a free t-shirt). My own little bungalow for 50,000 kip a night (about $6). Not that cheap actually, the Spicy Laos backpackers which ahs just opened there had cheap dorms and a cool hanging out area but it was full when I arrived. We went out on a couple of bike trips to see the caves nearby, which was good for me as I'd never really ridden a bicycle before. I don't have any pictures unfortunately, but my friends had a lot of fun at my expense, as did the locals. On the way to see the "water cave", I fell of and grazed my knee quite badly. Luckily we were passing through a village and a family came out to see what the hell this crazy farang (foreigner) was doing sitting on the roadside. The old man of the house cleaned up my wounds with some iodine and sent his daughter off on a motorbike to get me some plasters. Not nice to fall off, but it turned into a nice little experience.

My time is nearly up at this internet cafe (I'm currently in Savannakhet, south-central Laos, you can see Thailand over the Mekong), so my tubing and happy pizza stories will have to wait 'til next time.

Sabaidee!