-Do not go on deck, They could shoot you!
Who warned us was one of the crew of the ship that furrowed the waters of the Mekong. We had decided to descend the river to approach the city of Luang Prabang. The boat was very elongated, as were all in this part of the river. Several men agreed to take us for a good price from the town of Xieng Kok.
We sail between shores that changed owners. The port and starfood alternated the territories of Myanmar and Thailand. The first part of the trip was the riskiest as the crew members told us while accounting for a rice with meat and vegetables. It would not have been the first case in which the Burmese pirates attack vessels in the Mekong.
-They shoot you from the shore, Here it is better to hide a little, in case.
They shoot you from the shore, Here it is better to hide a little
Hours later, To our right, Thailand's tranquility happened to the Birmanos lands, But it seemed to me that nature was as dense in one as in another country.
From Huayxay, A town where travelers flow into adventures, monkeys or meditations, We take a bus where a camaster had to be shared for fifteen hours. Pablo and I ordered space as we could while Yeray was traveling to the camera team. We had to buy an extra ticket for the cameras, Tripodes, Multicopteres…
Exhausted from this endless move we arrive at Luang Prabang. We stayed in a comfortable hostel and went for a walk the camera through a city that shines in its more than fifty temples. Luang Prabang is one of those places whose peace comes to disturb you. You don't know where to start framing the roofs that end in a point, the bare monks or the golden buddhas.
Luang Prabang is one of those places whose peace comes to disturb you.
Luang Prabang's light highlighted the brightness of Buddhist temples. The camera portrayed the Wat Xieg Thong filigree and we attended the Wat Mai sentences and visited other temples, overwhelmed by the Buddhist harmony of what was the capital of the kingdom of Lang Xang.
Next to the Royal Palace, The city museum showed images that made us regret not having arrived there a couple of centuries before, When kings and explorers set up elephants and women danced in the palaces. Luang Prabang has an ostentatious past, bathed in the gold and luxury of a kingdom of which their temples remain today, pointing to heaven.
I had the impression that it was impossible to turn off the light that illuminates the soul of the Buddhists
The city remains the religious center of Laos and every dawn a parade of monks travels in procession the streets asking for alms. While tourists join the offerings, Tradition is too old to despise it for the flash of photographs.
You had to return to the Mekong, get away from the city to reach one of the strangest and most enveloping temples in the country. Pak Ou is a shrine dug in a rock, A venerated cave for centuries that houses more than a thousand Buddha figures. There, In the gloom of the cave, Next to the most important river of Southeast Asia the devotees lit candles and I had the impression that it was impossible to turn off the light that illuminates the soul of the Buddhists. The kingdoms fall, Elephants are extinguished and their streets of tourists are populated, But in the devotion of his faithful one understands that Luang Prabang is an eternal city.
