July 9th, 2017

The morning after a night of heavy drinking, we woke up feeling less than ideal. Our plans had gone awry from the start, with travel companions changing and delays plaguing our journey. We missed our connection from Udon Thani to Vang Vieng, leading to a series of four or five transfers that finally brought us to our destination around midnight. Finding a place to sleep in the pouring rain proved challenging, adding to the overall chaos of the day.

After a day and night of disarray, we hoped for a smoother morning. We took our time getting ready, applying makeup, drawing our eyebrows, and putting on sunscreen. But alas, the sun was nowhere to be seen, replaced by relentless rain. We ate breakfast and took some photos around the guesthouse, but the brief respite from the downpour was short-lived. The rain returned, and it seemed heavier than the day before.

A sense of foreboding about the day's potential for further chaos washed over me, stronger than ever before.

Vang Vieng

Vang Vieng is a tourist town in Vientiane Province, Laos.

Approximately 160 kilometers from Vientiane.

The geographical landscape is a plain between limestone mountains.

Lush forests, earning the nickname "Guilin of Laos"

Credit: Wikipedia

"Vang Vieng, a charming town where time slows down,

Its pace as leisurely as the flowing Song River.

The people here live in harmony with nature,

Surrounded by breathtaking mountains, rivers, and mist.

While the journey here may not be the most comfortable,

It's not as challenging as it seems, nor is it entirely effortless.

But if your heart desires to visit, it's not an impossible feat.


This way of life, deeply rooted in nature,

I hope it will last forever.

However, many things seem to be threatened by tourists

And visitors.

The author witnessed countless pieces of garbage,

Flowing alongside the Song River.

Numerous resorts and accommodations are encroaching

Upon the lush green natural landscape.

The beautiful culture that has flourished for centuries

Is struggling against the tide of a changing world.

I wish it could remain as it is for a long time, "Vang Vieng" - mariabamboo"









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Vang Vieng

Because that morning… after a night of heavy rain during the Buddhist Lent, the feeling was heavy, like "Will we survive?" This trip today. But there was no turning back, because we didn't have much choice. Otherwise, we wouldn't have made it, we really wouldn't have made it to Vang Vieng.

I took pictures of the accommodation and the atmosphere that morning after waking up. It was beautiful, even though the water was flooded and a bit scary, but it was beautiful in a different way.


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The stairs that yesterday were still open for me to sit and dangle my legs, but this morning with the flood like this, I'm not going to do it anymore. I'm scared.






For half a day, Wiang Tara was submerged in the water... At that time, I didn't know that the opposite bank was Wiang Tara, where I wanted to stay.

















Thank you, rain... for stopping so I could bring my camera out to take some pictures. I've been wanting to do this for a while now.








Mist teases the mountain - The mountain embraces the mist






The morning flood... The path to the accommodation is half flooded...









Breakfast is ready.

The rain hasn't stopped yet, but it's time.

What's the matter with wading through Vang Vieng in the rain again? Today's goal...

Nature is waiting there, waiting for us to find it. So let's go find a van to rent.

Our two wheels.



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Vang Vieng: From the accommodation... turning left and walking about a hundred meters in the pouring rain, we got a motorbike for 75,000 kip, which is about 200 Thai baht (I think - I'm starting to think).
We filled up with another 19,000 kip and started scratching our heads again, because I'm confused about kip.









The key lies in the original oil.

After paying for the car rental, the shop owner gave us a map of Vang Vieng. Oh my god! We were so drunk.

Dizzy with the map and the handwriting that was photocopied for me..

The challenge lies in finding a gas station... The entire city only has two.

To get out of the city, you have to take Main Street.

Is this the main road where I fell asleep on the sleeper bus?

Where did it go?
It's raining, and they don't even have a helmet for me.

And what about the makeup and eyebrows?

To wash your face with rainwater?
Fighting the rain is not as good as finding a good pump that the lady drives because she is afraid.

The driver fell over, haha. It's been a while since I rode a motorcycle, hasn't it?

So we followed the map...

And stopped to ask for directions 3 more times.

We wandered around, confused,

Following the roads and the rain.

Until finally we found a gas station.

We got on the main road and turned left,

Heading back towards Luang Prabang, where we had come from.

It shouldn't be far, maybe 2 or 3 kilometers.




By that time, the map was starting to get wet and torn.

We had to use it all day, too.

Half of it was already mushy. What should we do?

The driver had an idea: since it was already wet

And mushy, let's just tape it up. Behind the back of the truck, haha.

It was so easy to use, we laughed all the way back to Thailand.



After paying for the damage at the gas station, we drove back to the city to visit the famous Blue Lagoon. If you remember the bridge where we got lost the other day...

Yes, we headed to that bridge and paid 10,000 kip as a toll. It was exciting to cross the one-way suspension bridge. If we were unlucky and the car fell into the water, no one could help us. The current was very strong.






Crossing the bridge, we will reach another village whose name I cannot recall. This village is located directly opposite the Villa Nam Song where we stayed.
Here is the condition of the flooded Wiang Tha Ra. The bridge on the mountain has disappeared.









Let's go, let's go together.

Nature and beautiful views are calling the followers to come and pay their respects. ^^




Crossing bridges, passing villages, passing rice fields, and being amazed by the paradise on earth beside the road
Pinch yourself, slap yourself
The mist that I fell in love with is full of Vang Vieng






Where are you going? 5555









Free panorama with cool Korean guys, I'll try this one next time.






The boss said, "Take pictures without stopping. Crunch, crunch, crunch! 555"

















The first 7 km of the road were good, you tricked me!!!
After passing the two girls and this path, my liver and spleen switched places. Oh my God (Jesus)






And the song came on, "How far is near?" Blah blah blah.
Some places the water cut off the road.



Some potholes almost stalled the car, but thank God. If it had stalled, what would we have done? Thanks to Sister Jay too, she's really brave.











And the folk songs started to come in, yay!!!
At this moment, if I had breasts, I would have hit my face 100 times. Uh, it's a very brutal 7 km.











But, but, but



But!! I give up




















The way of life that captivated hearts is no longer found in Thai society.
Even if it can be found, it is rare, in my opinion.




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And the mascot of the Vieng, er, Vang Vieng cow
And Sister Jie, the sworn enemy of the lady, moo moo moo



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After passing through the village and this herd of cows, we are nearing and can see the sign for Blue Lagoon 2. Please note!!! There are three Blue Lagoons.
We chose this one because…

The day before, when I bought the ticket back to Udon Thani, the tour seller told me that Blue Lagoon 1 is like Pai now, meaning

There is no beauty or clarity left to see. So we came here

Which is still considered virgin for us to admire (so to speak)








It was perfect timing, as the rain had just stopped. Thank you.









Let's find some clean water to wash our legs and feet first. It's unbearable.











A scream was heard, I thought it was a gibbon in the forest.
Oh, it's a human.

... Captured the image before she was kicked down and left hanging.

Staying like that... for a long time (If I paid money to play and then you teased me like this)





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From the small woman hanging, we turned to find a blue pool, which was not very blue because the water was overflowing. Where is the bank? I can't find it.



Wow, the atmosphere is like, drunk. 555























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Watching the children having fun, I felt tempted to join them. However, I was worried about getting my camera wet, so I decided to find a place to sit and rest my legs instead.



The heavy rain last night caused flooding everywhere.









Where is the bank?













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It's so good.
My feet haven't dried out at all on this trip.
Headache, eyebrows, gone!!!



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After a long while, the sky darkened considerably before it rained again... This is Blue 2.




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Legs out… let's take our two wheels. The music is so loud, "Just Single" sounds so much better here than anywhere else. It's his native language, right? So good!

This one comes from Luang Prabang.

We were stuck in the rain here for about 15 minutes before we rode to Tham Pu Kham and Blue 3, another 5 km away.

(Blue 3 is further than Tham Pu Kham) We asked the ticket collector how far it was and if the road was good.

He said it wasn't far and the road was better than the one we came from. We were happy, but… I think he might have said the opposite.

My teeth are chattering so much they're about to fall out… haha!

But even if you deceive the stars… I'm willing (high-pitched voice).



For the author, nature is a captivating answer.

But what is even more captivating is the sight of a group of young children playing naked in the rain, splashing water, and laughing.

They are happy in their own way, without suffering, without feeling hot, content, and loving their surroundings.

"Vang Vieng," I will return.




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