Kay and I looked out looked around the parking lot at Kuang Si Falls, at the stalls selling snacks and trinkets to tourists like us. Charcoal smoke wafted through the air from skewer-lined grills and frying pans. After exploring Luang Prabang’s most popular attraction, we had a little time on our hands to seek the “secret” part of the falls.
I say “secret” in parentheses because it isn’t one to the locals, such as our guesthouse owner. According to him, the tourists don’t realise that there’s a restaurant right over the falls. If we found it, we would probably be the only foreigners there.
Where would we find it, though? We didn’t even know the name of the restaurant. It would’ve been embarrassing to ask the stallholders about this place but I surmised that it could only be downstream. We followed the road that led out of the parking lot, leaving the chatter behind us.