It is a bit difficult to convey just how much I loved this city and why. As mentioned, it reminded me of this romantic notion I have of New Orleans, but that's only part of it. We spent quite a lot of time just walking around in the streets, taking in the atmosphere. I've seen a lot of cities around the world by now, but I've never felt so much at ease anywhere else.
The second day in Luang Prabang, we had breakfast in the Scandinavian bakery. It was not really very Scandinavian, but they had good Laos coffee and great baguettes (the French heritage again). Erlend also got to read a newspaper, while I wrote postcards.
The main object of this day was to confirm our flight tickets to Vientiane, and to see the city. The flight ticket part was rather easy, the girls in the ticket office spoke good English, and as soon as the lunch break was over it took us 10 minutes to finish.
Due to the heat, we would everywhere see dogs lying in the streets, too overheated to go anywhere and be active. Buses would all the time almost run them over, and honk their horns ferociously (we never saw any dog get hurt, though). During our walk in Luang Prabang, we came across a cat resting in a bird house, and just as I produced my camera to photograph it, another one jumped up to keep her company. So cute!
We did some more sightseeing that day, visited some vats, had a massage and a few drinks. Other backpackers had caught on to the idea of getting people wet, hence the streets were filled with local children and young (and not so young) westerners throwing water at each other.
We also had another couple of close encounters with gekkos, shopped some more in the night market, and just missed yet another thunder storm.
It is a bit difficult to convey just how much I loved this city and why. As mentioned, it reminded me of this romantic notion I have of New Orleans, but that's only part of it. We spent quite a lot of time just walking around in the streets, taking in the atmosphere. I've seen a lot of cities around the world by now, but I've never felt so much at ease anywhere else.
The second day in Luang Prabang, we had breakfast in the Scandinavian bakery. It was not really very Scandinavian, but they had good Laos coffee and great baguettes (the French heritage again). Erlend also got to read a newspaper, while I wrote postcards.
The main object of this day was to confirm our flight tickets to Vientiane, and to see the city. The flight ticket part was rather easy, the girls in the ticket office spoke good English, and as soon as the lunch break was over it took us 10 minutes to finish.
Due to the heat, we would everywhere see dogs lying in the streets, too overheated to go anywhere and be active. Buses would all the time almost run them over, and honk their horns ferociously (we never saw any dog get hurt, though). During our walk in Luang Prabang, we came across a cat resting in a bird house, and just as I produced my camera to photograph it, another one jumped up to keep her company. So cute!
We did some more sightseeing that day, visited some vats, had a massage and a few drinks. Other backpackers had caught on to the idea of getting people wet, hence the streets were filled with local children and young (and not so young) westerners throwing water at each other. 
We also had another couple of close encounters with gekkos, shopped some more in the night market, and just missed yet another thunder storm.
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