The Magic Mountain(s)
December 7th 2008 We’ve stayed in Vang Vieng longer than anywhere else besides Ko Chang, and with good reason! We live in a bamboo-thatched cottage, perched on stilts. Our windows’ plain wooden shutters open outward, and through the diamonds of iron latticework, the garden explodes, its lushness tempered by natty stone paths. Flaming blossoms and burgundy hastas lord over the meandering stream, frequented by yo
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