Some of the caves are now open to visitors and as i venture inside the cave of President Kaysone Phomvihane I am struck by the cold grey concrete-reinforced walls and damp stale air. I sense little comforts would have been afforded here. A few books from a personal library remain but but for a leaders quarters the outlook is bare. For the rest of the hidden city's inhabitants, in far more crowded conditions the darkness must have been suffocating, whilst at the same time the thick surrounding rock provided comfort by protection.
Monday, 12 March 2012
Where The Troops Were Hiding in Vieng Xai
Some of the caves are now open to visitors and as i venture inside the cave of President Kaysone Phomvihane I am struck by the cold grey concrete-reinforced walls and damp stale air. I sense little comforts would have been afforded here. A few books from a personal library remain but but for a leaders quarters the outlook is bare. For the rest of the hidden city's inhabitants, in far more crowded conditions the darkness must have been suffocating, whilst at the same time the thick surrounding rock provided comfort by protection.
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