What am I doing here?

Why am I in Laos?, you ask....I still can't tell you exactly, but I have no doubt that it's where I want to be right now. I don't plan much, except where I'm having coffee today, or which wat to visit for evening chanting, but things just keep falling into place with startling fluidity and I no longer question this serendipity ----although I do often have trouble remembering what day it is, which seems to happen to a lot of people who come here.

Waiting for the LaoAir desk at BKK airport to open for the flight to Luang Prabang, I was asked by a fellow traveller if I'd recommend it as a destination. I started to talk about the place and what it was like the first and second times I was here and didn't stop till we began our descent into the smoky, golden winter evening that I loved so much last time.

At that stage I was both wildly keen to land and worried that it was all a just pretty picture that I'd talked myself into. Whether I'd love it again this time, I didn't really know, so this blog is about answering that question.

Life is pretty full, so you'll get no more than one a week, but I will try to add photos. Those of you who got my first scrappy group email with so many crumbly addresses may want to skip the first few pars...