Spending a week in Vang Vieng left us numb, in a very good way. We’re heading towards the southern part of Laos with no clue on what to expect.
During our two-month backpacking trip around Southeast Asia, we didn’t have much time to research on where-tos and what-tos. It became a trend of just-book-this-flight and we’ll see what we’re going to do there. We pointed out some key cities on the itinerary and determined how long are we staying there during the course of the trip which suited us fine.
Travel agencies that offer bus trips to and fro Vang Vieng scattered around town. We scored a good deal and got a bus ride from Vang Vieng to Vientiane and a Vientiane to Pakse sleeper bus for 180,000 Kip each (US$ 22.30).
At around twelve noon, we were picked up from our hotel and were dropped at the bus station. There are regular bus trips to Hanoi, Bangkok and Hue to name a few frim Vang Vieng’s bus station. With other tourists and some locals, we waited for the bus that would bring us to Vientiane.
|Vang Vieng Bus Terminal|
|Mini vans heading to domestic and international destinations|
|"VIP Bus" from Vang Vieng to Vientiane|
We arrived at Vientiane’s Northern Bus Station before sundown. Domestic and International buses are available here on a regular basis.
|Vientiane's Northern Bus Station|
|Our sleeper bus to Pakse|
We were allowed to get inside the bus at around 8:00 pm. We were assigned on the second level of the bus where some tourists were figuring out on how to comfortably position themselves on the shared bunk for two. We had no problem; we perfectly fit in this Asian-sized bunk beds.
|Shared bunk beds|
There’s an onboard toilet that was small that, again, tourists were complaining about it. I didn’t get to use it so I dunno how it felt.
I came back to the world when I was stirred to wake by a stunning sunrise from my side of the window. I knew that we’re nearing our destination when a young man handed us wet towels.
|Good morning Pakse!|
We arrived at Chitpasong Bus Terminal next to Sedone River at around seven in the morning. The cool breeze was brushing my face as we climbed down the bus. Tuk tuks flocked around tourists while me and my buddy settled on a bench near the river and relished the early morning scene. We’re in Pakse after almost a day of traveling, we’re ready for another week of adventures. Or so we thought.