Muang Sing, Laos
Rented a moto again. This time to leave the dusty Luang Nam Tha for even dustier Muang Sing. The road was a peaceful country journey through ethnic villages and some uncut forest. Luckily in Muang Sing an guy I know told me about a lodge outside of town. What a damn good choice. The place was peaceful, cheap and well located right in the middle of various different ethnic villages. I rode out to the Chinese border (2km away), walked in the hills and villages and relaxed for three days. I even tried my hand for a short while farming with Akha women. I’ve seen my favorite traditional dress now too. Yao women wear turbans and extremely thick, red, carpeted collars. I also ate the best food so far in Laos, and it was chinese.