Who dat gurl. @alyssainspace getting a little reading in before a ridiculous trek (7 km to be exact) across the beach
Tubing and Vang Vieng go along synonymously together. You can’t go to Vang Vieng and not go tubing, or as the souvenir clothing you can buy to remember this little party town puts it, “in the tubing”.
With little regulations, Vang Vieng quickly earned it’s reputation amongst the backpackers as the go to party capital of SE Asia.
Located in the center of town, you rent tubes from the one and only tubing company with a 6:00 PM return time or else you pay a late fee. When we said we’ll be back in time, the guy simply said, “maybe.” Very reassuring. From there, you hop in a tuk tuk provided (for free if you have more than 4 people) by the company. Driving on a bumpy road, having local boys jump on the back, getting a secret free ride to the river, almost hitting dogs, goats, and cows, you get dropped off at the river given no instructions or information except for “first bar, 2 minutes.” Filled with questions as to where the end is, how to get out of the river, which bars are open, like responsible adults, we decide to ignore those questions (since there’s never explanations and you never know what’s happening. Confusion is a common feeling while traveling around SE Asia) and head out for our tubing adventure. True to what the tuk tuk driver said, 2 minutes into tubing, you hear EDM thundering over the river and see little boys ready to throw a bottle attached to a string at you to reel you into the first bar.
Tubes stacked on each other, $2 big Beer Laos, beer pong, standard bar and beer tanks, and the blaring EDM fill the bar. After some beer pong and some beer, we headed into the next bar.
^^^Who better to clean up the mess of the drunken foreigners but these little children.
Following a few, or 20+ deaths in 2011 and some in 2012, officials cracked down on the riverside bars leaving only 2 open *. No idea where this second bar was, we passed many places that could’ve been it. Finally, you see a large sign saying “Last Bar” and then you have to guess which building was the actual last bar. We guessed wrong and was pointed to the right building. This bar was quieter and low-key playing reggae music. No beer pong, but there was actual ping pong and a mini golf course made of beer cans surrounding the bar.
We were told the end is about half an hour more. We rode down the river, checking out the gorgeous mountains and scenery surrounding us, seriously, it’s BEAUTIFUL (minus the brown water from all the rain). About 20 minutes later, legs tangled together so we could float and talk together, we hear, “hey! Hello! Hello!!” Instantly, it’s all man for themselves as we book it across the river, cause of course we would be on the complete opposite side of the river. Barely, but we all made it across in time to grab those bottles and make the 6:00 pm return time for the tubes.
^^^ Tangled legs
* The tubing injuries and fatalities were due to many foreigners throwing themselves from a rope swing while blacked-out drunk and/or high on drugs
Excuse me but I was swimming there #DontSuckMeIntoYourMouth #Sneaky #WhaleSharks #Oslob #cebu #philippines
A&K: Vang Vieng, Laos
Our bus got into Vang Vieng pretty late, as in 4:00 AM late. We got a tuk tuk that brought us to a hotel that was surprisingly a really good deal — I guess not all tuk tuk drivers try to take advantage of you. I woke up the next morning and looked out off of the balcony to see that this small town was surrounded by mountains blanketed with kermit-green pom poms. I was a happy Kellyn right then and there. Around lunch time, the rain had stopped and we decided to go roam about the town. As laugh tracks and quotable FRIENDS lines pervaded through the city, I knew Vang Vieng would be more than enjoyable. Yes, every restaurant has the TV show, Friends (and the occasional Family Guy), blaring on their televisions.
Vang Vieng in the recent years has gotten a bad rep for the deaths that has occurred while tubing, which is probably the reason you know of Vang Vieng if you have previously heard about it. Really though, it should be known for the beauty and activities.
Laos is a country of villages and small towns hidden within the forested mountains and valleys. It’s beauty captivates you no matter where you go. Vang Vieng is no exception. The pictures I posted along with this post doesn’t do it justice. In the few days of being there, we tubed down the Mekong (don’t worry, no one died!) and explored the stunning scenery the area has to offer. We went walked up a mountain to explore a cave with a resting buddha in it, went to the Blue Lagoon, which because of the rain was rather green and was not what we were expecting. We were expecting this. It is what we got but no blogs or reviews tell you that the lagoon was very small area of a river, parallel to a parking lot, and on the other side of it, was a market and very repulsive toilets. Besides that minor disappointment, can’t complain about this place.
Don’t get me wrong though, it’s not as relaxing as this post has made it seem (I mean, people died “in the tubing”). It has succumbed to the backpackers so it is quite the party town despite the fact that the bars close at 11:30 PM.
Where: Wat Pho (Reclining Budda) - Bangkok, Thailand
Weather: Sweaty bullocks
Started our first day of exploring in Bangkok with a short sprint to catch the 1 bus. We rode across the city, through Chinatown, and ended up at Wat Pho. Outside of the complex were elephant pants. Many elephant pants. “This is what I came here for,” I thought to myself. So Kel and I each bought a pair for 150 baht. Fish on sticks also resided just outside of the temple walls.
Inside the walls, we paid 100 baht for a bottle of ice cold water, which also included our admission to see the humongous golden Buddha that is all the rave. However, dressing as if it is a rave is highly inappropriate. If you bare your shoulders or knees in front front of this giant Buddha, you will be yelled at for being “too sexy! TOO SEXY!” I could never imagine this being a bad thing, but in the Buddhist world, it is. The punishment for such a crime is to wear a neon green robe.
Revisit our trip to Bangkok! Alyssa’s detailing our day to day walk through SE Asia
So funny story. We were walking to our room one night, Alyssa leading the way. Walking up the stairs, all I hear is ” OH MY GOSHHHHH” (slipper quickly slapping the ground). I thought there would be an over populated room of geckos so I was pretty hesitant to go up since we were at the very end of the building.
If you didn’t know, I absolutely loath geckos. I know they’re harmless and it’s not a phobia, I just hate looking at them.
Back to the story, I go up and turn the corner and what do I see? A gecko tail, at least 5 inches long, going into the window of the first room! My. Worst. Nightmare. Anyways, the pictures are Alyssa telling the story of it (first picture: “it was literally this big!!) and basically wanting to cry because of how huge this thing was, and it was HUGE
So white & blue I don’t even know what to do. Maybe take a 7 km walk down the beach. #longbeach #kohrong #cambodia