Luang Prabang, Laos

From Vang Vieng we bused to Luang Prabang, standard route. Luang Prabang is an old french colonial town so it's got plenty of cafes with patios lining the streets. in fact one might say an extreme number of cafes. once again, extreme, that's just how we roll. It's also got this restaurant with small fire pits in the middle of the tables. They pour coals in the pits and put a big metal saucer on top for you to cook some meat and veggies in.
Was pretty cool to do the cooking ourselves. good deal for the restaurant too, people paying to cook their own food. felt like I was painting a white fence.

The bars in Laos legally have to close at 11, outside Vang Vieng that is. Somehow this licensed bowlerama dodges that law so everyone goes for some late night pin striking. T draws his talent from multiple viewings of The Big Lebowski.

Luang Prabang is home to roughly 400 buddhist monks. We toured some of their establishments.
view from a hilltop temple.
Second day we bartered to get an elephant ride, kayaking and 20 minutes of internet in exchange for local currency. Me and Stampy...
Paul and T relishing their remaining time together, knowing all to well how quickly the sand was running out of that hourglass.
Third day we got a crew together and head out to some waterfalls an hour outside town. Just wouldn't be a blog post without topless Paul.
Damn that's 3 in a row. but who's still counting right?

The crew in front of the waterfall.
Well it's a waterfall, so T and I cozzied up. sorry Marieke, he's good.
At 5:30 every morn, people from the town gather along this one street to donate food to the monks, their only source of sustenance. We went to check it out our last day.
All 400 of 'em line single file and cruise down the street. This sight is made all the more authentic by tourists getting right up beside the monks for pics. despicable. hope you like the pics.