Luang Prabang, Laos 2007
This was the view when I ate my breakfast in Luang Prabang. My hotel was an old colonial structure sitting on a high bank overlooking the Mekong. The buildings, and there were so many that I got lost several times trying to find my room, were white stucco with red tile roofs. Manicured gardens filled with rhododendrons, yellow lillies , banana trees and palm trees made me feel as if I were staying in a palace. I walked over brick paths and small, humped bridges past reflecting pools to the restaurant. A mist rose from the water in early morning as this boat ferried Laotians from one side of the river to the other.
It was straight out of a Somerset Maugham story.