Today is time to leave Cambodia, which is sad, but having seen most of the Kingdom of Angkor in no time flat meant that we were ready for our next adventure. We packed and blogged, then had a few hours to kill before heading to the airport.
Onto Laos: Our favorite driver, Mr. Ra, took us to the airport and I snapped another picture in an attempt to show you how beautiful the international terminal is...right before the rain kicked up a notch.
We shopped at the fancy airport yet didn't buy anything other than some Cambodian ice cream (decent but not a must-try), but we really wanted these shoes:
Drinks on the roof: We had two Cambodia beers left in the fridge so after checking out, we went to the roof. There was a little elevated area where we hike up above the rest of the pool-folk to what seemed like the proper vantage point for our last beer in Cambodia.
Frequent relaxer's card: We went back to Lemongrass spa--Travis for a Khmer massage and Nicole for a "Laotian fresh multivitamin" facial. What they meant by that was just rubbing food on her face for an hour would make her more youthful. Nicole likes to rub cheese enchiladas and baguettes all over her face already, but hopefully this will be more beneficial for her skin.
Last Cambodian meal: About to sprint to the nearest tuk-tuk to avoid heavy rains, we spotted a decent looking restaurant and remembered one of our favorite things to do is to just randomly try restaurants we see passing by.
Nicole had some yummy steak and veggie kabobs with pepper sauce...so good that she sequestered the waiter to explain the recipe in his best broken English. Apparently the sauce of all ages is...wait for it: pepper, sugar and lime juice...legend...dairy. Travis wanted to have one more Amok, and it was good as usual, but sadly he ate it too fast and we couldn't snap a picture of the beautiful banana leaf-wrapped presentation.
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| The illustrious Damnak Khmer - our last meal in Cambodia |
Onto Laos: Our favorite driver, Mr. Ra, took us to the airport and I snapped another picture in an attempt to show you how beautiful the international terminal is...right before the rain kicked up a notch.
We shopped at the fancy airport yet didn't buy anything other than some Cambodian ice cream (decent but not a must-try), but we really wanted these shoes:
Arrival in Luang Prabang, Laos: Its dark and rainy, but we breeze through visas and immigration and head to our hostel. It's "quaint" in the lobby with very nice Laotian staff, but when we get to the room it's a little bit dirty for our liking. As in, they didn't really clean it in the past few days/weeks/etc. Since the rain subsided, we left our bags and went out to see the town. The night market was ready for the rain with tarps everywhere, and since the Laotians aren't very tall it meant Nicole breezed through while Travis dodged, ducked, dipped, dived and dodged (sic) his way through the market. Cool stuff and a huge market, but we're on a mission in search of food...at least Travis sure is. We forego the visit to the tour agencies our guidebook recommended because Travis assured Nicole they'd be open late, and we proceeded to a little spot for dinner called The Garden Restaurant. Travis went right for the Fish Mok, a Laotian famous dish of spiced/steamed fish in a banana leaf, and Nicole had some Chicken Marsala. The Fish Mok looked like fish spam, but tasted pretty good with a weird texture. So after all of the excitement about the Laotian food Travis was enamored with the Indian food Nicole ordered and proceeded to eat most of hers. We then went to the tour offices which were closed. Travis is deemed no longer a reliable source of knowledge when it comes to Laotian business practices.
Laos "Full House" bar: On our way home we walk towards the bar district (aka 4 bars in one block that have an 11:30 curfew), we accidentally crash a family party. Picture this: we follow loud ("lao'd?) music and voices up a ramp, only to freeze when we see a family of about 12 Loas just enjoying what must be a festive Thanksgiving dinner. We try to sly-ly turn around and they spot us and cajole us into coming in for a beer. It's seems to be a functioning restaurant, but it's just the two of us and this family...which is kind of aaah-some. The ring leader introduces us to his adorable 3 year old daughter who is kicking a soccer ball around with two other toddlers (toddlao). He then proceeds to show us his pile of giant empty bottles of BeerLao, and explains that 'Lao people drink too much'
and he's had 6 of these. In a way, he was calling us out for only having one bottle. Anyway, we've now been accepted to the tribe and were given a key to the city.
and he's had 6 of these. In a way, he was calling us out for only having one bottle. Anyway, we've now been accepted to the tribe and were given a key to the city.
Heading home: Given the state of our current place (and inconvenient locale), we fought our fatigue in order to check out a few places, both inside and outside of our budget. The outside-of-our-budget places sure are fun to see. We found two we loved in our budget with availability, and one called Apsara said we could check in early. We walk past the bar district and arrive at our lame duck hostel and call it a night. Happily, we will be checking into a our new place first thing in the morning.




