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May 21, 2012 - Laos - Day - 20 - 7.5km Natural River Cave

Woke up early and met Chris and Sue for breakfast at 7am. Headed out walking through the village to Khong Lo Cave, just 1km down the road. Gorgeous sunny morning, crisp clean air and local villagers going about their daily routines - all amongst the settings of the surrounding mountains and rice fields. We were greeted by a passing tuk-tuk, the driver stopped and offered us a free ride into the cave, we quickly boarded where we were welcomed by Angela (from Canada) and Becky (from England) - two passengers who came from the drivers...

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May 20, 2012 - Laos - Day -19 - Journey to Khong Lo Cave

We spent the entire day on a bus bound from Vientiane to a small village in Khong Lo, just one km outside of the famous 7km river cave. We left at 9:30am and arrived in Khong Lo early evening. Our bus journey took us through beautiful countryside, karsts limestone mountains, winding curvy roads, roadside tribal villages, spurts of rain and many rice fields. We parked for 45 minutes along a roadside stop to wait for semi-trucks hauling large dam equipment to come down the mountain pass. The road was too narrow in places, and two vehicles...

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Mar 1, 2012 - Lak Sao

March 1 Lak Sao On our way to Lak Sao we stopped by the "Stone Forest" which was really cool, there was thousands of rock spires sticking up into the horizon resembling a forest. Lak Sao is a shitty little dusty on road town. They had a cool market that sold everything from live rats to dead raccoons which are illegal. We then headed to the Vietnam boarder

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Feb 14, 2008 - Tham Lot Kong Lo (Kong Lo Cave), Laos

I was up early and had breakfast with a Spanish biker. Enrique Reno started in Bangkok and bicycled across Cambodia and north through the mountains of Vietnam. He had entered Laos the day before on Rte 8, about 50 or 60 km east of where we were in Na Hin. He is a much more serious biker than I am; his travel was all done by bicycle. After we ate he went east on 8 to the intersection of 13, from where he would go to Vientiane and on to Northern Laos. I went south about 20 miles on a mostly dirt track to Kong Lo. It was a great ride down a...

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Feb 13, 2008 - Na Hin, Laos

On Tuesday the 12th I headed north on Highway 13, which is the main north/south road of Laos. It was supposed to be a 3 hour ride in the back of a truck to the junction with Rte 8. It took six hours, and two of were spent just getting out of Tha Khaek. There were 12 or 14 people on opposing benches and the space between us was filled to above our knees. There were truck parts, cases beer, cases of bottled water, motor oil, hydraulic fluid, various sacks of food and three 50 kilo bags of rice. We finally got started and he drove around the...

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Nov 6, 2005 - The long and winding road

There's not a lot of point in this entry, apart from to show the route we took to get to Vientaine. Got here absolutely fine, with one of the least painful bus journeys ever. It started out not so good, as I asked what time we would be getting to the border (having left at 8pm) and was told that it'd be 4pm! Luckily this was just a confusion in the ams and pms (very luckily), and we did indeed get there at around 4.30 - 5.00 am, and had to wait til 7 for the border to open. The 'valium' worked its magic and I slept like a baby the whole...

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Aug 26, 2005 - Adventures in International Bus Travel with Devil-Woman Riding Shotgun

You know you're in trouble when the Vietnamese woman selling you your bus ticket hesitates, smirks and says, "Are you sure you don't want to fly?" We had heard that the ninety dollar plane ticket from Hanoi to Vientiane was the best ninety dollars spent in South East Asia travel, but for a fraction of that price, we thought, we could take the over-night bus - no problem. Vietnam had made us well adapted to this procedure and we thought one more for good measure, and anyway, twenty-four hours will always come to an end. We thought one more...

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