Today, Sebastien wanted to take it easy so I went off and explored by myself.  I walked up the big hill where there are a plethora of gold Buddha statues and a cave which encloses, what the Lao’s believe, is the buddha’s foot step.

Around ever corner there are young monks dressed in their traditional orange robes.  I even watched them playing in the river.  If anyone read Committed, by Elizabeth Gilbert, she talks about living in Laung Prabang and obsessing over the young monks.  I imagined I was in the same places she was in today.  Last night I swear I saw a young monk buying cigarettes from a convenient store.

Here are some pictures of our day.