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.
After making my departure from Luang Prabang I decided to venture 8 hours Southeast to the unassuming town of Phonsovan. This town doesn't fly completely under the radar when it comes to places worth stopping in Laos, but it is one of the lesser traveled roads. The main draw here are some really big jars which were the focus of my visit, sounds weird I know. Upon entering and exploring the town I learned more about Laos than I ever could have dreamed and couldn't wait to share it, opening others eyes to the tragedy this small country must endure.
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.