Flying into Luang Prabang, Laos, we drop from the clouds to skim through the mountain crags, gliding along the winding Mekong River to the tiny airstrip. The jungle clad mountains fold into the distance like one of those misty Chinese paintings.
Flying into Luang Prabang through the mountains |
Flying over the muddy Mekong River |
The streets of Luang Prabang are not just full of French Colonial architecture and Buddhist temples, but all kinds of interesting art, people and incredible tropical flowers.
Main Street Luang Prabang |
Wax ginger flower |
Hanging heliconia |
The griddle with the first half |
Flipping one cooked half on top |
Finished product on banana leaf cup |
Our third day in Laos, we discover by accident an amazing restaurant hidden on a dark side street. It's an outdoor gem called the Manda de Laos and it is a magical place with lotus ponds, candles and palm trees.
The day started overcast with a cool mist, followed by a hot sunny afternoon and now, in the evening, it has cooled down again. So the frogs in the Manda de Laos lotus ponds must think it’s spring for they are singing their love songs with abandon. It starts with the loudest, biggest frog and then hundreds of croakers and peepers join in, building to a crescendo of delight. Then just as suddenly it ends. It’s a wonderful romantic concert on a warm night in Luang Prabang.
Manda de Laos restaurant and lotus pond |
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