Friday, 6 December 2013
We woke up this morning and our first conversation was about fruit-laden porridge, breakfast burritos and the various delights of Melbourne breakfasts that we would enjoy at that moment. We settled for an omelette and rice at a nearby hotel which was tasty and then set off from Sam Neua for Vieng Xai, 30km away. Vieng Xai is known as the birth place of the Lao People's Democratic Republic. We had read about some caves in Vieng Xai that were used as hiding places during the Secret War and had been told by the French tandem-riding couple that the town had plenty of food and accommodation options.
We woke up this morning and our first conversation was about fruit-laden porridge, breakfast burritos and the various delights of Melbourne breakfasts that we would enjoy at that moment. We settled for an omelette and rice at a nearby hotel which was tasty and then set off from Sam Neua for Vieng Xai, 30km away. Vieng Xai is known as the birth place of the Lao People's Democratic Republic. We had read about some caves in Vieng Xai that were used as hiding places during the Secret War and had been told by the French tandem-riding couple that the town had plenty of food and accommodation options.
The 30km ride went by without any issues.
The roads were mostly flat with the exception of a long descent into the Vieng
Xai district. We passed lots of school age children who we assumed were heading
home for lunch around midday. The younger children were enthusiastic as usual,
some trying to practice their English, while the teenagers seemed a bit more
shy and self-conscious in front of their friends.
(The temple in Sam Neua)
(Goodbye to Sam Neua)
(Limestone karsts springing out from flat rice paddies)
(Young girls cycling home from school near Vieng Xai)
We arrived into Vieng Xai town, passing a
large Communist monument on the way in. Using a simple, hand drawn map we had
picked up at the tourist information office in Sam Neua, we found our way to
the main street and pulled into the first guesthouse that we saw. The building
was large and imposing with long dark corridors, high ceilings and a wide
staircase. The room appeared clean and comfortable and within our budget so we
booked in for the night. After lunch, we walked around the town and having
looked at some other guesthouses, we decided we had the pick of the bunch and
paid the owner for two additional nights.
(A small lake in Sam Neua overshadowed by a limestone karst)
(A local football game drew a big crowd)
In the afternoon, two other cyclists
arrived at the guesthouse. From a second floor window, we were amused to see
them surveying our bikes, testing the brakes and the padding on the saddles.
Paul went down for a chat and discovered they were also German and had also
just arrived from Sam Neua. They told him about a French tandem-riding couple
and a French family that they had met and asked if we were the crazy pair who
sometimes ride up to 100km per day. Paul arranged to meet them for dinner at a
local restaurant.
Later, at dinner, we found out that Tim
and Tina are friends from university. They decided to take four months out to
travel before returning to Germany to begin their PhDs. It turns out that they
arrived in Bangkok 3 days before us and that we have done an almost identical
trip so far to each other. They even set off on the Gibbon Experience the day
after we arrived back from it. It was great to discuss our experiences and to
hear that they too are planning to cycle through Vietnam and Cambodia before flying
out of Bangkok. We had a great evening with them and agreed to meet in the
morning to do a tour of the caves together. It was lovely to meet more great
people along the way.
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