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Some of the many spires of Shwedagon Pagoda, one of the most stunning temple complexes I've seen anywhere

Some of the many spires of Shwedagon Pagoda, one of the most stunning temple complexes I’ve seen anywhere

Yesterday we flew into Yangon (formerly Rangoon) to begin our visit to Myanmar (formerly Burma), and this bustling city made a very strong first impression. Every corner is bursting with color — markets piled with exotic fruits, golden temple domes, dark red betel-stained teeth and sidewalks, faces smeared with yellow paint.

Yangon shows off what a cultural melting pot Myanmar is. The majority Burmese share this fragile nation with Chin, Kachin, Kayah, Karen, Mon, Rakhaing, and Chan minorities. And the streets of Yangon change quickly from Indian sights and smells to Chinese to Bangladeshi to Pakistani.

Many women wear a patterned, yellow-tinted cosmetic paste called thanaka on their faces and bodies, a distinctively Burmese tradition

Many women wear a patterned, yellow-tinted cosmetic paste called thanaka on their faces and bodies, a distinctively Burmese tradition

Some men wear thanaka as well

Some men wear thanaka as well

Markets abound with activity...

Markets abound with activity…

...and color

…and color

Buddha dazzles in the Shwedagon Pagoda

Buddha dazzles in the Shwedagon Pagoda

Watching kids bike to school from our breakfast table in Vang Vieng. We later spent three wonderful hours floating leisurely down this river on tractor inner tubes.

Watching kids bike to school from our breakfast table in Vang Vieng. We later spent three wonderful hours floating leisurely down this river on tractor inner tubes.

Jim loved this Buddha painting in a lunch spot

Jim loved this Buddha painting in a lunch spot

From the Lao capital of Vientiane we took an arduous, winding six-hour bus ride north to Vang Vieng. We spent three pleasant days in Vang Vieng, a place that features dramatic karst formations, strong backpacker culture, outdoor adventure, and drug-induced relaxation.

The primary activity in Vang Vieng, around which all else revolves, is floating down the river on tractor inner tubes. In recent years, the tubing became increasingly tied in with drinking, smoking, and general mayhem. Ropes appeared for swinging into the shallow river, then ziplines, and giant slides. As the scene got out of control and too many injuries and deaths occurred, the authorities stepped in and literally tore down much of the wild infrastructure.

So today, there are a few bars you can stop off at while tubing, but it’s mostly just a gorgeous place to float. There are still plenty of backpackers around, but it’s really perfect for a couple old retirees who thoroughly enjoyed three hours floating down the peaceful river, high on the stunning scenery.

At a temple in Luang Prabang

At a temple in Luang Prabang

Then another long, winding bus ride brought us to Luang Prabang, a historic Lao capital and the highlight of any visit to Laos. Set between the Mekong and a tributary, the town is bursting with monasteries, gold-covered temples, and orange-clad monks.

And all that is complemented by the best concentration of attractive restaurants and bars we’ve seen in a couple months. There seems to be a consensus here that restaurants should feature dim lighting and lots of candles and pretty colored lights. It all works to make Luang Prabang one of the most atmospheric stops on our trip and an ideal place to wrap up our three weeks in Laos.

Today we will fly back to Bangkok for a few days to refuel — and, most important, to apply for visas for Myanmar. Then we’ll fly to Yangon and celebrate the holidays on a 13-day bicycling tour of Myanmar.

Orange-clad monks help make Luang Praban a very colorful place.

Orange-clad monks help make Luang Praban a very colorful place.

Plenty of cute kids, too.

Plenty of cute kids, too.

Om my gosh, Christmas must be coming!

Om my gosh, Christmas must be coming!

Happy Hmong New Year!

Happy Hmong New Year!

We spent the day yesterday bicycling on the outskirts of Vientiane. We saw some very nice scenery, and we enjoyed smiling and waving at the ever friendly locals as we passed through villages. But the highlight was coming across a Hmong New Year celebration in a village called Nong Song Hong, where everyone was dressed to the hilt.

Lots of people seemed eager to show off their holiday finest.

Lots of people seemed eager to show off their holiday finest.

We loved these bright green patches of young rice plants

We loved these bright green patches of young rice plants

Our lunch spot had a lovely view above a river bend

Our lunch spot had a lovely view above a river bend

Ferrying across the river

Ferrying across the river