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Luang Prabang, March 10, 2007
10 days in Laos and Laos have hardly spoken.
Recovery now.
Meanwhile, I answer the question: why go to Laos?
The answer is simple: to enjoy the calm.
That's it. The main feature of Laos, at least from the standpoint of who we are traveling, is that the people were quiet.
Disappointed? No, come, then you'll understand.
Understand above all that you can live well if you live still.
A good anti-stress treatment, Laos.

Obviously this is about perceptions of a Western. I'm not saying that Laos is peaceful for everyone.
Perhaps the Laotians would laugh to hear me say something like that.
Maybe they are all taken from daily necessities, having a plate of rice or less to give their children the next day.
We do not come with stress because it leads the Telecom ADSL, imagine if they did not have rice or medicines.

That said, here, we can breathe calmly.

So, rule number one in Laos:
sent immediately to fxxxxxx (fuck) all activities that are proposed.
Waterfalls, around the temples, visiting villages folclorisitici usual (FULL OR HAVE THE BALLS TO YOU THESE POOR EXEMPLARY folk!!), Rallies etc ... all things elephant whose sole purpose is to separate you from your money with elegance .
In the morning get up and hummed an ode to peace. Have breakfast with baguette, butter, jam and coffee to 1.5 euros, or if you feel in the mood for spending, with 2.5 at the French bakery (but then, if it is French, they would call Boulangerie) where they give you a decent coffee , excellent bread and homemade jams.
Then take a trip on foot or by bike up. Tire a little bit because then it is nice to rest.
Quiet, the night before will come, and you can take a trip to the market.
Do not eat in restaurants for tourists.
Sit by the lady ordered a soup and noodle soup to 1.5 euros. Very good.
Eat slowly. You have nothing to do.
And look at the ladies who sell the goods in Laos.
Watch and learn. Do not have much. But laughing, chatting and not fare well.
Every night.
The teaching is biblical: God has already given everything to be happy.
Enough. Period. Why complicate your life?

This is not about to become the Laotians, but to shift the balance a little relaxation-stress, to relax.
Images imbibe calm, there will be useful on days when racing on the right and left wondering why you run to the right and left.
Perhaps troverte time for a cappuccino and mentally thank the ladies of Laos.

And hurry up. Here they are building everywhere.
The young monks spend their leisure time in the internet point. I saw peeping out under the orange robes already more than a nice camera phone.
The ladies at the market, listen to mp3 music, always from the phones, and sometimes you see them play skillfully on color screens.
China is just around the corner, ready to invade Laos products and factories.
Maybe it will change everything will remain calm and a relic of the past, in the hands of some old man who will not be able to teach his grandson the value thereof.
The grandson will be too busy playing with the Playstation 5.

The change is never all bad or all good.
Maybe Laos are feeling better, now is not very well, but if you hurry you can just see what it means to live quietly.
And in any case, the sight of those golden temples, in the evening while you eat, and drains a Beer Lao, is priceless.

Luang Prabang, March 10, 2007
10 days in Laos and Laos have hardly spoken.
Recovery now.
Meanwhile, I answer the question: why go to Laos?
The answer is simple: to enjoy the calm.
That's it. The main feature of Laos, at least from the standpoint of who we are traveling, is that the people were quiet.
Disappointed? No, come, then you'll understand.
Understand above all that you can live well if you live still.
A good anti-stress treatment, Laos.

Obviously this is about perceptions of a Western. I'm not saying that Laos is peaceful for everyone.
Perhaps the Laotians would laugh to hear me say something like that.
Maybe they are all taken from daily necessities, having a plate of rice or less to give their children the next day.
We do not come with stress because it leads the Telecom ADSL, imagine if they did not have rice or medicines.

That said, here, we can breathe calmly.

So, rule number one in Laos:
sent immediately to fxxxxxx (fuck) all activities that are proposed.
Waterfalls, around the temples, visiting villages folclorisitici usual (FULL OR HAVE THE BALLS TO YOU THESE POOR EXEMPLARY folk!!), Rallies etc ... all things elephant whose sole purpose is to separate you from your money with elegance .
In the morning get up and hummed an ode to peace. Have breakfast with baguette, butter, jam and coffee to 1.5 euros, or if you feel in the mood for spending, with 2.5 at the French bakery (but then, if it is French, they would call Boulangerie) where they give you a decent coffee , excellent bread and homemade jams.
Then take a trip on foot or by bike up. Tire a little bit because then it is nice to rest.
Quiet, the night before will come, and you can take a trip to the market.
Do not eat in restaurants for tourists.
Sit by the lady ordered a soup and noodle soup to 1.5 euros. Very good.
Eat slowly. You have nothing to do.
And look at the ladies who sell the goods in Laos.
Watch and learn. Do not have much. But laughing, chatting and not fare well.
Every night.
The teaching is biblical: God has already given everything to be happy.
Enough. Period. Why complicate your life?

This is not about to become the Laotians, but to shift the balance a little relaxation-stress, to relax.
Images imbibe calm, there will be useful on days when racing on the right and left wondering why you run to the right and left.
Perhaps troverte time for a cappuccino and mentally thank the ladies of Laos.

And hurry up. Here they are building everywhere.
The young monks spend their leisure time in the internet point. I saw peeping out under the orange robes already more than a nice camera phone.
The ladies at the market, listen to mp3 music, always from the phones, and sometimes you see them play skillfully on color screens.
China is just around the corner, ready to invade Laos products and factories.
Maybe it will change everything will remain calm and a relic of the past, in the hands of some old man who will not be able to teach his grandson the value thereof.
The grandson will be too busy playing with the Playstation 5.

The change is never all bad or all good.
Maybe Laos are feeling better, now is not very well, but if you hurry you can just see what it means to live quietly.
And in any case, the sight of those golden temples, in the evening while you eat, and drains a Beer Lao, is priceless.

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Luang Prabang, March 10, 2007
You have not read the book of Joan and then you can not understand.
Luckily you have me, and I can explain.

Joan, in her book "Travelling Community", studies the independent traveler. Dissects them, extracts them there banging bodies and bleeding on the plate with the air of a surgeon of the seventeenth century (Jeanne, I joke, I have to write this shit instead of reading breast look Sanremo).
Reading the book has obviously affected in the sense that now I analyze myself. Worse, I analyze myself.

Last night for example.
We are eating a noddle soup (soup nudol) market of Luang (S) prabang and close to me I see an Englishman with his Filipino girl who downs his right Beer Lao.
We start talking.
I immediately realized (self-analysis) that we are studying. As Joan said.
I try to find out how far it travels. Ie if it is a tourist for two weeks or a real man for several months on the road.
I do so without realizing it.
He travels for several months. Approved. We speak the same language.

With a shudder of horror I discover that I'm also trying to throw the items here and there to make him understand that I am not a tourist to be despised, without at the same time slamming in my face opulence of travelers, "professional" full-time (Joan term, not mine).
It 'like saying: "Love me, like you."
Then I am reminded of an ugly scene: two dogs sniffing her ass.

Following the analysis level up and I realize even "sedentary", do the same thing.
Only annusandoci your ass does not smell so we travel, because of money.
Let's face it, when we know someone in our sedentary life, one of the first things we try to find out is the work (and money) of our party.
It 's automatic, it is unconscious, but is often so.
Perhaps because the sedentary way the money is the measure of freedom and success, as well as the wandering life, it is the time.

Think about it, never, never a backpacker despises another because it's cheap for sleeping, eating or being as bad.
Indeed, not a spender, and is most appreciated.
Obvious that this analysis has its limits: a person is judged by other things.
For example, the Google Page Rank of your site *.

Coll'inglese, we meet almost every night and talk and eat noodles.
Racconat who left at the oil rig where he worked to buy now in Asia and sells necklaces in Ingilterra. Simple but it works.
After a while again. Back in England with his Filipina girlfriend.
I climb the mountain and howl at the moon, greeting a traveler who goes.

Joan, I've ruined.

* Google Page Rank: measuring the popularity of a site (more or less). Tripluca.com has 5. The other is fine if they have 4.
4 to 5, despite popular belief, the distance is immense, approximately 10 times more, it is an exponential value.
Hehehe.

Luang Prabang is a real city (in the sense that we lived Re).
With the fog and resulting gray, orange hordes of wandering monks, bicycles and very calm atmosphere.
In addition, an avalanche of turisiti that make the city a classic place "to see the real Asia as it once was."
Only the very presence of tourists, a certain level, it dampens the most characteristic features.
So it is almost or was the real Asia.
Now is a photograph, a theatrical performance.
A bit like Ubud in Bali.
But let me tell you: it is beautiful all the same.
You have groped to understand what it is true and what is not, that's all.

After the first night spent in a small room at U $ 13, the next morning we started to search for the Holy Grail: a guest house about 10 euros with internet access.
The thing is now, of course, proved to be impossible.
You must spend at least U $ 90 for internet access in room.
Otherwise you're doomed to caricarti your Apple-IBM (I have a ThinkPad X31 from Apple, which does not exist on the market) twice a day and place yourself in an internet cafe with cable and mouse with you.
Unromantic.

To achieve the idyll of a deck chair on the balcony with wireless in the air must be a genius. Here's one here, the subscribed (signed).
Let me explain how:
1) Equip the PC on and turn innocently for the city, dodging the orange monks.
2) Every now and sit on the floor, open the hood of that and look for a wireless network. Assume the air of one who is doing research on the degree of pollution from particulate matter on behalf of UNESCO.
3) Once you have found the line if it is open, look for a guest house in the neighborhood and see if it picks up the signal from the room. If so, stop there.
If, however, is closed to find out who it belongs to.
To do this hotspot approach (which launches the modem signal) as a shark approaches prey wounded and bleeding.
A detector element is the presence of people working at laptop while drinking a coffee.
If, as in our case, belongs to a bar or cafe, revenue, liberally consumed (not insospettirli on your real intentions), and let Him give you the password to connect.
99% of the time the password will do well the next few days.
Looking for a Guest House in the zone, do the connection test, and settle.

We have succeeded and I am writing to latch the room.
In the mirror I see before me a genius.
He looks at me and smiles at me.
I click Send and the blog post.

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