After some nights at the border (HuayXai) I decide to leave my French friends one morning and head to Muang Sing. It is a small village near the Chinese border. Not much going on there.
I do not feel like renting a motor cycle at the moment to go north to the hills and do some trekking on my own. So the next morning I go to Luang Namtha. I meet the Canadian couple again. Like me, they find it hard to decide if it’s better to go trekking with or without a guide.
I rent a bicycle to explore the area and go to the waterfall (4 km from town).
I spend the afternoon there and meet two French guys. (In Laos, I meet many French folks in general…)
Together we book a tour in the evening. So next day we start in the morning. The group consists of 6 people.
We visit Lanten on Day 1 and a Khmmu tribe the next day. Sometimes we are greeted in a very friendly way, sometimes we are eyed suspiciously, sometimes regarded with indifference as just another bunch of passersby. The guides joking and explaining plants and animals on the way. Freshwater creeks to bathe in. Cooking with bamboo poles. Campfires at night. Simple and great food. Sleeping in the jungle with sounds of (rather big) animals in the darkness. Three days go by quickly. What stays with me are innumerable magic moments when nature reveals its beauty and its merciless way to the human heart mind.