The best thing about having your own transport, even if it's the humble bicycle, is the luxury of stopping any time I like when something strikes my fancy like this group of Laotians playing this game using metal balls. The name of the game is on the tip of my tongue but still I can't recall it. Need your help here.
I saw oranges being carried up the steep flight of steps from the Mekong River.
These oranges are from northern Thailand. I too squatted like the locals in choosing the oranges to buy.
I was surprised to see this Chinese banner at a restaurant. Naturally I rode in, and had a chat with the people inside. Being close to Yunnan in China, Chinese influence is quite marked. Cycling outside the city of Luang Prabang, I chanced on a bazaar with a lot of Chinese traders.
