Blogs from Muang Ngoi Neua, North, Laos, Asia - page 7


Asia » Laos » North » Muang Ngoi Neua February 28th 2006

Hi, Since I had to return to China in the same way (only one border crossing between China and Laos) I did not want to travel too much. This is the reason that I have visited only few places. And also, I felt that I was in vacation from China, no need to rush, just relax and chill out. Almost all travellers in Laos, however, enter Laos from Thailand at one point, travel in Laos and then return to Thailand at another point. This is easy to do since Thailand and Laos have 6 border crossings. When I told people that I was going to China, most of them were a bit surprised. Many of them did not even think about doing it. Apparently, travelling in China is still frightening people. After one month of travelling ... read more
Working is good
Rice, rice and rice near Luang Nam Tha
Children bath near Luang Nam Tha

Asia » Laos » North » Muang Ngoi Neua February 24th 2006

We bought two boats in Muang Ngoi and silenced our many critics by getting to Luang Phrabang alive and with the surviving boat in enough of one piece to still float with one person bailing full time. Friday, 24th February, 2006 I had a bit of a seedy start this morning, having been pressured into drinking vast quantities of Lao Lao, a highly toxic condensate made from rice wine that is best used for lighting fires or as an industrial cleaner. Jonas, the German, was in for buying a boat and got Barry, the Irishman in by asking him, "What are you going to tell your grandkids?" Three English lads, Fox, Steve, and Stuart, and two English girls, Hannah and Kerrie, also came aboard, so we went shopping for a couple of boats. The first boat ... read more
A well earned break
An exhausted crew in Luang Phrabang

Asia » Laos » North » Muang Ngoi Neua September 6th 2005

Like so many times before, this war was waged in the most beautiful of places, on the most peaceful of peoples. This otherwise idyllic place is Muang Ngoi Neua, a small one-street village nestled amongst spectacular karst mountains, where one can hear no cars. No motorbikes, no telephones. The serene Nam Ou river isolates this peninsula from the rest of northern Laos and most everyone likes it this way. On a mud bank neatly bisecting the river, two groups of baby-faced men nervously faced off in the afternoon sun. In the background, their grim minions worked furiously, nails digging deeply into the dirt to compile an arsenal of mudballs. For one unnerving moment, all was quiet on the northern front, and then all hell broke loose. Boys will be boys, and soon mud was hailing in ... read more
Retreat!!! Retreat!!!
The Monkey and His Boy

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