Luang Prabang feels different to others places we have visited. It is an asian royal capital city. It has great French incluence with old buildings, bakeries and coffee (as well as the beautiful car in the picture).
LP is also a river town with markets selling meat, fish, fruit and veg. It is a busy hub with two bus stations and the Mekong River ferries people to various destinations as well as carrying goods to other parts of Laos.
The presence of Wats, monks and the Buddha is more than show for tourists, it is a way of life for the people we have seen making offering to monks and praying.
LP is also a tourist destination. Everyday we are asked by Tuk Tuk drivers if we want to go to the waterfall, the cave or some other destination. Motorbikes and bicycles are hired out for tourists to make their way around near and far. The night market is clearly a tourist attraction with similar goods at every stall.
What does life in LP mean for us? Are we tourists or pilgrims? Do the two meet or are they as unable to mix as oil and water? More to follow.