Vang Vieng is the planet’s most improbable party town. Located deep in central Laos, one of southeast Asia’s poorest countries, the once-tranquil farming village has become a seething epicentre of backpackers behaving badly. “God no, you don’t come to Vang Vieng for the culture, like temples and stuff,” laughs a 19-year-old Australian called Louise, who is dancing to a Flo Rida anthem with a beer bottle in each hand at one of the many riverside bars. “You come here to get wasted.” Half an hour later I spot Louise vomiting over her sparkly flip-flops before passing out. Got it.

Those philosophical RTW travelers truly are better people than the rest of us.

Vang Vieng is the planet’s most improbable party town. Located deep in central Laos, one of southeast Asia’s poorest countries, the once-tranquil farming village has become a seething epicentre of backpackers behaving badly. “God no, you don’t come to Vang Vieng for the culture, like temples and stuff,” laughs a 19-year-old Australian called Louise, who is dancing to a Flo Rida anthem with a beer bottle in each hand at one of the many riverside bars. “You come here to get wasted.” Half an hour later I spot Louise vomiting over her sparkly flip-flops before passing out. Got it.

Those philosophical RTW travelers truly are better people than the rest of us.

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