Luang Prabang is a charming place. It’s small enough to bike around and lacks the absolute sense of chaos typical of neighboring cities. There are ornate temples everywhere. We lost track of how many we’d wandered through. Every morning, right around sunrise, saffron-clad monks walk through the streets to collect food from locals although tourists can partake in this ritual as well. In the evenings, we would often hear the collective sounds of prayer chants coming from the active temples.