Day nine the Road to Laos

We were supposed to get up at 5 am to make the plane to Laos, but fortunately the flight time was pushed back a few hours. This allowed us an opportunity to explore this wonderful village before continuing on. We were awakened by the crowing of what seemed like a hundred roosters in every corner of this small valley starting around 3am. I guess they don't watch the clock, or because there was little electricity save the few solar panel dispersed throughout, they just didn't care.
I tossed and turned until there was enough sunlight to venture out and kick a few chicken butts, but found the valley covered in a thin mist, lightly veiling the mountain peaks. We sat on our little wooden balconies watching the sun rise slowly over each peak in turn, and little by little the valley floor turned a brilliant green.
After some instant coffee and eggs from our guests, Oozing, Dry Foot, Fuwangii and I walked down the narrow paths toward the rising hills until we were on the opposite side watching a sleepy village awake for another day. Some fields were planted with corn and others cabbage. No sign of the poppies that they still grown in this corner of Thailand, Laos and Myanmar, the Golden Triangle, as we were told it is hidden in secret notches of these mountains.
It was all too soon that we had to leave, and we jumped in the back of the pickup to take us down from this mountain paradise. What a great experience we had here. We'll miss it but we will have many good memories of our short stay.
The trip to Chiang Mai airport went quickly for the short flight to Luang Prabang, and before we knew it, we found ourselves walking the streets of this beautiful ancient city. We had dinner at a quiet restaurant, and completed the evening visiting a couple bars in a livelier section of the city for Halloween celebrations. Morning would arrive too early, I'm sure.