In Chiang Mai, we were offered two options to get to Luang Prabang,
Laos. The slow boat would take a couple of days where you sit on a
wooden plank for 10 hours per day and can't lean back on the metal
siding because the sun makes it too hot to touch (though we've heard
varied stories). Or fly in 50 minutes on Lao Airlines. We chose to fly.
As the plane took off I read our Rough Guide to Southeast Asia's instructions for getting around by planes. Here's what I read to Lee:
Most
Western embassies still have travel advisories warning against flying
Lao airlines. For some travellers flying Lao Airlines demonstrates
bravado, but it's not really something you want to do unless you
absolutely have to.
We made it just fine. Our bravado now seems to be unstoppable.
