Next stop on my walk to dinner was the Talat Sao which, I believe, translates to The Morning Market. I did not actually venture into the market but walked around back to the bus station to check on what time the bus would be leaving the next day for Vang Vieng.

Up to this point, Laos was feeling pretty modern and well-kept. The market reminded me that I was definitely in the third world. However, I don't necessarily mean this in a bad way. We have long since gotten rid of anything this eclectic and disorganized and replaced it with strip malls and parking lots and order.