Every so often, we'd pass a small village in the otherwise quiet countryside. The first sign was usually a series of fields or a group of school children biking home from school, umbrellas raised to block the sun. Soon, a cluster of stilt houses would appear, invariably surrounded by dogs and chickens. Then, more children on bikes, some more fields, and quiet countryside once again.
Girls bike home from school, armed with colorful umbrellasThe view over the Phou Hin Boun "limestone forest"
Here I am at the peak of one of Laos' windiest roads, on the journey from Vang Vieng to Luang Prabang