The main purpose of my long winding bus ride to Phonsovan was to witness the mystery that is the Plain of Jars. Upon arriving in the city it was obvious that I was traveling during low season, where were all the people? Two other foreigners joined me on a tuk-tuk into town where we were soon the 'Guesthouse hunt'. We walked from place to place, thinking that surely there had to be something for cheaper than 50,000 kip, but finally settled on Kong Keo after one of their friendly workers, Mr. Veomany recruited us off the side of the street corner.
Often overlooked on the backpacker trail, this is a destination to not be missed. Without the influence of 7/11, Mc Donalds or Starbucks this is a country that offers a raw, rich experience.