Today the alarm went off at six thirty and Steven was straight up, I was slower on rising trying to mentally prepare myself for the day a head. We had planned to do a trip to the 'plain of jars' this morning, followed by the bus to Vang Vieng this afternoon. Originally we wanted to cycle there as its only about eight km and bikes are normally cheap, however on arriving last night we were told the guesthouse did bikes for forty thousand each and the jars were th...

Today we woke early feeling surprisingly refreshed despite the early hour, the bus was leaving at eight thirty and Steven wanted some breakfast first. We packed our bags up, paid and then left all before seven am. We headed next door where we sat down and ordered a breakfast of fried rice and eggs, which was as usual delicious. We finished our breakfast and headed to the the bus station, which was just over a km up a steep hill. We puffed and panted our way u...

Today we were awoken at five am by a women speaking Laotian and playing music through a loud speaker... I wasn't sure what it was but it was played throughout the village. This did not impress me especially as I had woken at two am and struggled to settle back down. I was so tired this morning that I physically couldn't open my eyes and required a big hit of caffeine before doing so. Steven had slept well and was on the hunt for coffee and soon returned with s...

Despite falling into an exhausted asleep way after midnight we somehow woke refreshed at six thirty... No alarm required. We had both slept so well and were again glad for taking this place over the vile place. We lazed in bed cuddling and chatting before finally venturing out of our cosy haven. We had decided prior to sleeping last night that we would head to the village of Vieng Xai (where the caves are situated) later this afternoon and stay here this morni...

Today we woke up early as we weren't sure of the bus times for Luang Prabang, we packed our things and showered. By the time we were done it was nearly nine am so we said goodbye to the guesthouse owners and headed back over the bridge and followed the road the two km to the bus station. Steven was feeling pretty peckish as we passed Mrs P and her amazingly cheap food stall but we weren't sure if the bus left at ten am so had to skip the detour. We arrived at ...