Luang Nam Tha to Phansovan

Luang Nam Tha. We didn't spend too much time in the town itself. We rented motorbike making a day trip to Muang Sing and scoured it's surroundings. Below is a guy whom was preparing dinner. I had him show me what he was cleaning... Not sure how it tastes. I won't tell you what I also saw him clean before the lizard. Okay, one hint... ruff ruff. Farmer Derrick!
A village enroute to Meung Sing.
This is a hospital in Meung Sing. Jillene put in her application, we're hoping she gets shortlisted for an interview.
And then to Phansovan. The highlight here is the Plain of Jars. Nobody really knows how old they are (guessing 2-3 thousand years), or even what they were used for. They think maybe to store dead bodies which they then cremate, but it could really be as simple as rice. There are hundreds of jars spread over 3 sites which we visited. Apparently there are more covered with earth, but they can't uncover them. The place is still crawling with unexploded bombs dropped from 1960-1970 as it falls on the Ho Chi Mingh Trail. The place is littered with bomb craters. Hennce why they call it the 'Plain' of jars.And this is worth mentioning becuase this guy is just plain amazing. All these pillars (along with the walls and roof) have been hand carved by the man shown here. No idea how long it has take him (didn't speak a word of english ~ and our lao isn't so good), but saw him working away with his chisel and hammer in this place being built. We were blown away.