A Close Shave in Luang Prabang

Hair, hair everywhere. ¬†Time for a little trim. Wandered the streets and came across a Barberbear. He was cutting this chap’s hair when we went past, and was still at it when we returned some time later. ¬†” Hello “. I thought, “this is a meticulous fellow”. Little did I know just how meticulous. We […]

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CHANG – A Drama of the Wilderness

The Mekong River bends like a double jointed elbow around the peninsula on which sits the enchanted city of Luang Prabang. Now, quite near the point of the elbow, nestled among the gilt Wats, the peeling Godowns and shuttered shops, the charabancs and bicycles, bamboos and water reeds, the chai stalls and sickly sweet sugar […]

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Bears, Buffaloes and Butterflies

The Tang of Luang Prabang After 12 hours in a bus on a death-defying mountain road sustained only by our collective suspension of disbelief in the laws of gravity, and by many, many novenas, confessions of guilt and beggings for forgiveness, remembrance of sins of omission and commission, Ave Maria’s, Stations of the Cross and […]

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The Road to Luang Prabang

Correction: The looooooong and winding road to Luang Prabang Bing and Bob weren’t onboard but there was certainly a plethora of Dorothy Lamours complete with sarongs, (though smaller, browner and marginally less glamorous). We were picked up in the VIP chauffeur-driven cattle truck and bumped merrily along to the bus station. The usual Security Committee […]

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Laotian Loonies

One of the many great delights of being abroad is the exposure it gives you to people that, on reflection, make one feel comparatively balanced and sane. These are three such encounters. Firstly some excellent post-prandial advice from the delightful Indian Laotian family (originally from Pondicherry) who run the excellent Nishi restaurant in Luang Prabang. […]

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