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Read more: 150. God-fearing and other things I am not150. God-fearing and other things I am not
I asked our guide Sio what the pathway was for someone who didn’t necessarily want a god-fearing life. He looked at me with the particular blankness of someone who has been asked to describe water to a fish. “They would have had to have been brought up off the island,” he said. “Our whole life…
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139. The spirits we forget to honour
Read more: 139. The spirits we forget to honourThe more time I spend in Laos, the more I realise how many worlds can sit quietly on top of each other. Here, animism – Satsana Phi, the spirit religion – threads itself through everyday life. Even in a country that is mostly Buddhist, the belief in phi (spirits who inhabit rivers, mountains, rice fields, trees, families, clans,…
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138. A blessing I never saw coming
Read more: 138. A blessing I never saw comingI walked in from a quiet side street into the modest Vat That Luang temple today thinking I was just going to watch a ceremony. But in a glorious twist of fate, I was the only one that showed so the ceremony was for me. It was a Baci Blessing – a Lao ritual to…
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137. 中国,请解释。 (China. Please explain.)
Read more: 137. 中国,请解释。 (China. Please explain.)This morning at the Vang Vieng train station, I accidentally became China-famous. A man scanned a sea of empty seats and chose the one directly beside me. Moments later his entire tour group assembled opposite us, giggling like we were about to film a talk show, and very politely asked if they could take photos……
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135. Looking for a sign? Have I got the place for you.
Read more: 135. Looking for a sign? Have I got the place for you.Today’s dispatch from Laos comes to you live from a series of signs that briefly convinced my amygdala I was in grave danger until it turned out I am absolutely fine. First up: Food is strictly prohibited in this area.Fair. Reasonable. We don’t have to eat everywhere do we?But I still felt strangely scolded, like…
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134. Vang Vieng: A little café with a big truth
Read more: 134. Vang Vieng: A little café with a big truthThere’s a reason I don’t stick to the beaten track: it has fewer discoveries. Which is how I found myself, on my first day in this small town on the Nam Song River, standing outside the Pull Mind café covered in dust in 30-degree heat, having a moment. What an inspired name. Because from where I’m standing…









