Top: Lovebonito | Skirt: Bangkok | Bag: Colette by Colette Hayman | Hat: Klarra | Necklace: The Ordinary Co
I have to clarify right now that I never took geography, I have an atrocious sense of direction, and I’m just not the best when it comes to fun facts, okay? That’s why we have google, people. But when i tweeted a photo of myself at the Mekong in Feb, the boyfriend freaked out and made me go all the way back to collect some sand for him. I didn’t get what the big deal was, because, sure, it’s a really famous river, but to go all the way back for some sand?!
“Try: it’s the river that sustains life all over Asia, you noob.”
We became familiar fast, the Mekong and I. Everything in Vientiane curves around it, and I soon found myself thinking of it as I do my kettle back home – not much to look at, but steadier and more reliable than you’d expect. Weird analogy, but ok. Walking down the long stretch of cracked earth to the Mekong each evening, I had the distinct feeling of being next to something bigger, more significant than oneself. And as the sun dipped down every night blood red over the ripples, without fail, everyone gathered by the river looked up in awe as if by unconscious agreement, quiet but for the rapid firing of camera shutters.