Monday, March 15, 2010

Slow Like Molasses

At six o'clock in the morn, and after a sinuous overnight bus ride from Bangkok (set to the tune of Thai karaoke music), I arrived in the hinterland of Chiang Kong, Thailand, crossed the Thailand-Laos border via a short boat ride, and boarded the famed "slow boat" to Luang Prabang, Laos. The slow boat was just that--two days of slow on the mighty Mekong River, a lesson in the beauty of cramped spaces, leaden movement and patience.

Laos is the sort of country that embraces you in its sleepy haze and then makes you walk precariously placed gangplanks, in complete darkness, to get ashore. Really. Somehow, somewhen, somewhy, you surrender and learn to enjoy the process.


  1. Hi dear,

    What beautiful writing and what lovely pictures you have taken! I feel peaceful reading your blog entries, and happy too.

    xo Jenny

  2. Wow. What an amazing experience. Fab photos.
    Lovely blog.

  3. spent a bleary night traveling on bus from hanoi to hue. i don't think the driver went faster than 40 mph the entire trip.
    patience and surrendering. i had to do a lot of that while in vietnam for 3 weeks.
    never made it to cambodia, although of course now i wish i had. beautiful photographs...

  4. Thank you all for the comments!

    kristyb & Walk The Sand: Laos is super sleepy, but visually intense ... intense, in general.

    erica: I never made it to northern or central Vietnam, but I heard it was beautiful. Yes, learning to surrender. I'm not surprised by your similar experience.

    Jenny: Thank you for such kind words! I will post a white dress one of these days. Once, I practically lived in them.


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