| | The scenery along the Mekong was alway changing and always mesmerizing |
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| | The stoneware jars used for fermenting the sticky rice for lao lao |
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| | Ah, the magical distillation of the elixir exemplar, Lao lao |
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| | I wish I had a good photo of us navigating much more muddy and slippier landings |
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| | Photographers always like patterns and these stoneware jars were captivating |
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| | A man and his wife working together in turning a big stoneware pot |
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| | This lizard did a great job in posing for the photographers in the group |
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| | Another man and his wife turning smaller stoneware jars |
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| | Looking down at our trusty boat |
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| | At this very small Khmu village this girl openly told us about their lives |
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| | This is the home of the Khmu girl whose parents were off planting rice |
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| | Lao children are always friendly and rarely afraid of "falang" |
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| | Look at the little toy loom she is weaving at-incredible! |
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| | I like this shot of the sisters weaving at opposite looms |
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| | I think watching weavers is magical, truly magical |
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| | I'm the proud owner of this textile and it will always have special meaning... |
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