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crafty goodness

Saturday, December 6th, 2008

By the Family’s Knitter
Luang Prabang, Laos

 

From December 1-6 Luang Prabang is hosting the first ever Handicraft Festival, which has been organised by the lady we stayed with the first night. She has been instrumental in bringing together a group of crafters to share thoughts, designs and business ideas to preserve and promote local handwork for future generations. They opened their festivities with a Fashion Show, including the current Miss Lao, the province’s governor (he both gave the opening speech and paraded up the catwalk), cute children, a local dance troupe and a stunning array of locally-designed and made costumes. Just between you and me, the evening would have been a greater success if they hadn’t started an hour late (although maybe the lady we went with had her details wrong) and if the ratio of speeches to catwalk action was reversed from 10:3. Not that the thousand-strong crowd seemed to notice the speeches – they chatted right through them all!

We had been intending to not buy any souvenirs, but one aunty gifted the children some money and so we have ended up with some gorgeous handmade gear from both Thailand and Laos. If we were at the end of our trip, about to head home, we would definitely be buying more! Time to show aunty what her Christmas money has gone towards……..no made in China plastic junk!

The clothing is multi-size and should last a few years!!

These are second-hand Hmong materials refashioned into something the tourists will buy – there was a very funky rooster that would definitely bring back memories for us, but the little girls loved their elephant ride so much…and the toys were supposed to be for them 😉 The Hmong ball will provide a tangible link between our reading about the New Year dances with seeing them in real life – besides, it’s fun to play with now.
(Jgirl14 bought herself a cross-stitched backpack instead of clothes).

Balls were being sorely missed, and when another backpacker turned up with a rattan one from Thailand, our boys set out on a mission to find their own in Laos. Our guest house owner had told them they would probably need to pay between 15,000 and 20,000 kip. They didn’t even think to bargain when the first price offer was 10,000!!  And the lady generously gave everyone a miniature one too. Only photo is an action shot tkaen on the banks of the Mekong with some local kids – try to spot da ball:

Jgirl14 has always wanted bagpipes, and the guy on the side of the road was selling, among other things, something very bagpipe-ish, so we were surprised when J14 started negotiating for the simple pan flute. Luckily it doesn’t wail like a cat bagpipes!

insert photo here – oops haven’t taken one!

Crossbow. Need I say more? A month later the boys still can hardly believe they were allowed to bargain for this one!

no room at the inn

Wednesday, December 3rd, 2008

by Rachael
Luang Prabang, Laos

As we prepare for Christmas, we are seeing the story through new eyes. We now have a fuller understanding of going door-to-door looking for a place to lay our heads for the night.

When we left NZ we had the first few places we were to stay lined up. It was comforting to think we would not be homeless. As time has progressed we have become more relaxed…..in fact, we have finally got to the point of being able to turn up in town with no idea where we will spend the night. And having stayed in some huts that must’ve rivalled Joseph and Mary’s stable, we realise there’s always *something*.

 

Stardust, Penang
26th October
We had been a bit nervous about our Penang accommodation, because all the internet reviews of cheap places were BAD. This one other cheap place we had found had no reviews, but Jim had replied to emails so we booked. Trying to confirm the booking a few days in advance was a fruitless exercise. Finally, the night before we were to arrive, he called us – apparently he didn’t have room, but he’d booked us in at Stardust on the same street. In a town that would be filled with Indians celebrating the New Year, this sounded fine, in spite of not knowing what it would be – nor how much.
As we trudged along the road in the evening heat, packs heavy on our backs, avoiding deep drains and suddenly-appearing motorbikes, dodging between an assortment of items littering the pavement, stooping under concrete archways, eyes searching for building numbers above doorways, our fears were allayed when a smiling man stepped out of a cafe and asked, “Eleven?” He was expecting us! He didn’t have the number of rooms Jim had said, but what he did have was better – and cheap.

 

Train Inn, Bangkok
31st October
After the Penang accommodation success, we were confident that Bangkok would be all plain sailing – we had had a confirmed reservation for five months!
We arrive. No booking. But they do have the four rooms we would like so all is OK. Or is it? The price has gone up over 25%, and it was already an expensive stop for us. Putting on my polite, but insistent voice, and firing up the laptop to produce evidence of their confirmed price, we enter negotiations. We end up with three rooms, not four, but we are assured they are extra large. When we ask for a spare mattress, it turns out the rooms are too small to fit one in! Inspection shows the rooms to be spotlessly clean, so we take them. Bags are ferried upstairs and the receptionist tells us she will keep our passport as a deposit. “It’s OK, nothing can happen, there are lots of police”
I DON’T THINK SO! I call Rob to add some masculine weight, and we end up forking out a monetary deposit instead. By now I am fairly certain the website-advertised “full American breakfast” is mythical. I ask anyway. I am right; there’s no such thing. We are now unimpressed enough to go out and investigate some of the other “hotels” in the street. But Front Desk lady calls us back.
“You have to leave your key. It’s our condition.” We insist it doesn’t say that anywhere in the long list of rules, just that we have to pay if we lose it, but she is stronger, her conditions win…..it wasn’t as simple as we’d expected!!

 

Trekker Camp, Chiang Mai
8th November
Whenever you go to the airport you see these welcoming people holding a sign with someone’s name on it. This time it was our name, only we were not at an airport. We were at Chiang Mai train station and waiting for us was a party of three with two vans; one for us and one for our luggage. Momentarilly I wonder if that’s the last time we’ll see our bags – I really shouldn’t be so cynical/cautious/untrusting.
The guest house, another we have found online, turns out to be more than we expect. The rooms are spacious, clean, cool (no aircon, but there’s a fan and deep eaves), tastefully decorated, with shower and toilet….eight beds for 600 baht (NZ$30). Even though the beds are singles, they are not much smaller than the doubles we had in Bangkok, and much more comfortable; they are firm, but not boardlike! The pillows are just right. To top it all off, there are fancily-folded huge white towels. After a month of drying ourselves on microfibre handkerchiefs, to wrap yourself in a big fluffy towel is luxurious. (And it’s so nice to not be sharing a bathroom!) But even that is not all – there’s a lovely green courtyard right outside our rooms with funky chunky tables and chairs….and free rickety bikes to use….there’s fantastic food at the end of the lane…..more at the night market a 20 minute walk away……and it’s all cheaper than Bangkok. All in all, this feels like an oasis after the bustle of the last month. In fact, maybe that’s the nicest thing – it’s quiet.

 

Doukhoune, Pakbeng
22nd November
On the boat Rob chatted with a guy whose friend owns a guest house in Pakbeng. Tonight is the first night we have done the turn-up-in-town-and-see-if-we-can-find-somewhere-to-stay trick. We went straight up the hill to DOUKHOUNE, and yes, it is cheap. The water is cold (or even non-existent from one tap) and drips directly from basin to floor (or onto your feet). But in an overpriced, 200 baht won’t get you much. Beds, mosquito nets, running water, lights until 10pm when the generators are shut off and a lock for the door. That’s all we need anyway.

 

Padichith, Luang Prabang
24th November
After a night in a prebooked-far-too-expensive-for-us guesthouse, we hit the streets early, grabbing some breakfast on the run. We split up to cover different parts of town, and tag-teamed going up and down the streets, asking in every guest house “How much for a room?” We must have asked at over twenty places, most of which were in excess of US$15 – in other words, well beyond our means. About an hour into our search, we headed up a little alleyway off a lane and I commented hopefully, “Here’s our street” and it was! It was small and cozy, bathed in sunlight,  and with some quirky character-filled buildings. It was to become home for the next three weeks.
I still don’t regret booking the first night online (even though it set us back US$50, we arrived after dark and did not fancy house-hunting with tired hungry pack-wearing children), but we are making an effort to get to our next destination earlier in the day and just find something when we get there. We’ll remember Mary and Joseph as we look for a room.

backtrack

Sunday, November 30th, 2008
Luang Prabang, Laos while internet access has been intermittent (that's a generous term for "non-existent for three days") in Luang Prabang, when we have had it, it's been FAST, so we've uploaded our pictures from the hilltribe trek we did ... [Continue reading this entry]

mighty mekong

Saturday, November 22nd, 2008
By Rach, who ordinarily is not fond of boats, and was happy you could see land at all times

 

Jungle-covered hills rise up from the river. Crops of ... [Continue reading this entry]

*chop*chop*

Friday, November 21st, 2008
from J14's journal

To prevent ourselves from looking like cavemen we sought out a local barber. This did not take too long as there was one not 50 metres away at the end ... [Continue reading this entry]

back to the future (groan)

Thursday, November 20th, 2008
by The Queen (that's what I feel like....read on....) We know exactly what is going to happen on 20 November 2551. Because we've already lived it. That was today's date in the Thai calendar. Interesting huh? So here's our future:   We're on holiday - ... [Continue reading this entry]

housekeeping

Tuesday, November 18th, 2008

Actually that's one thing we are not doing much of. Even a complete overhaul of the packs takes less than an hour. Everyone over the age of six washes out their socks and undies in the handbasin each evening and ... [Continue reading this entry]

trekking: an adult’s perspective

Tuesday, November 18th, 2008
taken from Rachael's journal with Rob commenting in italics

trek 1st night

It was surreal to be standing there slightly above most of the Karen village looking down at the smoke curling ... [Continue reading this entry]

trekking: through the eyes of children

Monday, November 17th, 2008

 

If you were to read the children's journals, you would get the impression we did lots of eating. And that would not be altogether wrong, but neither would it be the complete picture. Immediately at ... [Continue reading this entry]

parenting in public

Sunday, November 16th, 2008

by Mama

When you read this we will be in the midst of our most public parenting adventure so far - spending three days and two nights with a group of people we don't know trekking through the hills around ... [Continue reading this entry]