It turns out that getting
to Laos is not the end of all troubles, since moving around the
country can be just as complicated. We have checked the distances
before and thought it would all be a piece of cake, until we
discovered, that an express bus needs at least 8 hours to drive the
300 km which were separating us from the capital of the country. And
we have been warned it would not be a pleasant ride. We decided we
needed an additional stop on the way, a place we could stay for a
night or two before we hit the road again. Vang Vieng seemed to be a
perfect option. Nice little town with friendly people, surrounded by
water, mountains, caves and rain forest. But the reputation of this
place was not really inviting, at least not as far as we were
concerned. The biggest party spot in Southeast Asia, full of drunken
or/and stoned foreign tourists, creating a massive chaos, which often
ended with death casualties. We were not exactly tempted. At least
until we asked a local tourist agency for advice. They told us Vang
Vieng is not the city it used to be and we needn't worry about the
stories we have heard before, as it's a different place now. A short
research in Internet confirmed the news. At the end of last year,
after over 30 people died within few months due to various accidents
(caused mostly by excessive consumption of drugs and alcohol), the
government decided to react. Many riverside bars were closed, water
activities were controlled more rigorously, drugs disappeared from
the local menus and all parties had to end no later than half past
eleven. We decided to give it a try.
As I've already said (or
wrote) before, I am a hug fan of bus rides. I know there are much
faster means of transport nowadays, but I still prefer to travel in
an old fashioned way, even if it does take long. And I normally have
absolutely no problems falling asleep as soon as I get on board, no
matter how bad the conditions are. I'm used to it and I guess I
actually like it. Or at least I did before I came to Laos. The local
buses were on a best way to become my most hated way to travel in a
shortest time. We have taken the most expensive tickets just to get a
VIP bus, which was supposed to be the most comfortable one. To be
honest I haven't really noticed the difference as it was just as
ancient as the other ones were. OK, it had a toilet, but it remained
closed and sealed with tape for the entire ride. But that was still
the smallest of the problems. The worst of it was the road itself. I
know it is a mountain region, but I still can not stop wondering how
drunk those people were, when they were actually building it. I don't
believe it ever goes straight for more than 100 meter. Instead it
keeps turning right and left without a break. This alone might have
not been such a big deal, if the bus wasn't constantly jumping up and
down at the same time. It made my stomach travel all the way through
my body the whole time and I don't believe it enjoyed the trip much.
I never have any problems with vehicles, but this time it took all my
strength not to get seriously sick and I was counting minutes till we
reached Vang Vieng at least. And I could only envy David, who was
seating next to me, concentrating on nothing but his book, totally
unimpressed by the state of the road or the bus itself.
Vang Vieng was an
extraordinary place. Every building was a hotel, restaurant or a
travel agency. There seemed to be no other businesses in town. The
only problem was, they were totally empty. We haven't seen any other
guest in our hotel, though it was a nice and pretty cheap one. The
whole town actually looked kind of spooky. It was obvious it was
designed for tourist. There were hardly any local dishes on the menu,
but you had a whole list of burgers and pizzas to choose form and the
TV was playing Friends or Southpark all the time. And for sure, there
still were many tourist around, but apparently not enough to fill the
empty spaces. It was as if the entire place was working on slow
motion now. But the nature was just as wonderful as ever. We decided
to skip the overpriced trips the local agencies were offering and
once again rent a bike instead. The stony road was not an easy one,
but the big cave we have visited, surrounded by amazingly turquoise
water we could swim in was definitely worth the trouble. It was a
perfect day and we were even a bit sorry that we had already booked
our tickets to Vientiane. I guess we wouldn't mind staying there for
one more day.
Fortunately, the weather
got worse the next day and we didn't mind leaving that much anymore.
The road got a bit better too and we took a mini bus this time, which
was in a slightly better condition than the last VIP bus, making the
journey a bit easier. Less than four hours later we were in the
capital of the country. Vientiane is not a very impressive place. It
is a nice town, with a pleasant and relaxed atmosphere, but to be
honest, it does not really have a lot to offer. There are some nice
temples and other interesting buildings, but a day is enough to see
it all. But there is one good reason to hang around a bit longer, the
food, which as far as we were concerned was the best in Laos. We made
sure to try as much of it as we could before hitting the road again.
This time we were planning to travel down south, up to the very
southern edge of the country, facing 14 long hours of a bus ride...