Sofitel So Bangkok

Half way to the clouds: luxury living in Bangkok

Hubbie is feeling oh so masculine at the moment! He’s sitting in an arty farty club lounge just along from Bangkok’s gay district, eating miniature cheese and biscuits, sipping pink cocktails whilst Thai chaps in sparkly gold trousers prance around with fake tea lights in a traditional candle ceremony. Yet he’s enjoying being waited on hand and foot, appreciating the creative food presentation, and although he won’t
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I wonder what he's thinking? The golden reclining Buddha at Wat Pho

Can I love and hate Bangkok?

Is it possible to both love and hate somewhere at the same time? Bangkok is one of those places that travellers are either drawn to like moths to flames, or wouldn’t touch with a barge pole. I’m neither, yet I’m both. Thailand’s capital city needs no introduction, and since there are hundreds of blogs and travel sites out there dedicated to telling you more than
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Lychees at Phousy Market, Luang Prabang

Being a Lao chef for the day

Fancy learning to cook buffalo guts? I’d finally psyched myself up to asking hubbie if he fancied doing a cooking class with me in Laos the following week, knowing in reality the last thing he’d want to do on holiday would be slave over a hot stove to produce his own food. Surely that’s what restaurants were for?! It just wasn’t really his scene and he’s always looked
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Kuang Si Falls, Luang Prabang, Laos

A banana boat ride with a difference!

A couple of months ago I ran a Google image search on infinity pools. As you do. Tucked away on page 12 amongst all the luxury hotels was a secret tropical plunge pool at the top of a jungle waterfall in northern Laos. I’d wanted to visit Laos since studying it at university so decided it was time to pay the country a visit. Hubbie and I abandoned
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Ploughing paddy fields in norhern Laos

Driving a Susuki, Lao style

A day ago I would have found nothing quite so terrifying as a gigantic hairy spider scuttling past just milimetres from my bare leg, pausing for a moment to eye me up as potential lunch. Normally I’d have shrieked like a girl, climbed to higher ground and commanded hubbie to remove the critter with all haste. But not today. Today I was buffalo ploughing, and nothing was going
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Temple at Royal Palace Museum, Luang Prabang

Loving Luang Prabang

They told me 5 nights in Luang Prabang was too long. They told me the town is no longer ‘authentic’. They told me I’d get bored. They were so wrong! The search for the ‘authentic’ Travellers tend to either love or hate Luang Prabang, with the disbelievers lamenting the fact that the town is no longer ‘authentic’. These people clearly have no grasp of the meaning
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