Mukdahan & Ban Non Sombun
Mukdahan & Ban Non Sombun
Part 1
Where? I hear you ask. Many will have heard of Mukdahan, and will have used it for visa runs, but Ban Non Sombun – that was a new one for me, and there are about 6 of them on Google Maps. All that you need to know is they are deepest Isaan, and I hate Isaan more than I hate Bangkok. The actual Ban Non Sombun was in the darkest part of Mukdahan Province. Mukdahan is one of the remotest parts of Isaan, and almost not in Thailand at all.
Background
My dear wife’s sister lives in Ban Non Sombun. Neither had seen each other since their younger sister’s tragic funeral, which was in 2015. It was because they aren’t getting any younger, this seemed a good opportunity for a long overdue reunion. I thought even I could manage a few days for a good cause.
The first problem was, which was the nearest airport? With a variety of Ban Non Sombun’s to choose from, this was going to be a challenge. My dear wife had never been before, and she was steering me to the wrong Ban Non Sombun. I spent about a week quizzing her and her sister about where we had to go. I even considered inviting her sister to Hua Hin for a few days instead, because at least I knew where Hua Hin was. However, that would not satisfy my itchy feet.
Both my wife and her sister (both technology challenged) were as useful as chocolate fire guards trying to explain where I needed to go. Eventually, my daughter had the brilliant idea of getting one of my nephews to send me a pin – result! I now knew where we needed to get to. Roi Et, which we’d visited a few months back was the nearest airport. Actually, there was a closer airport in Laos (Savannakhet Airport), but that would have involved 2 re-entry permits, and paying for entry to Laos.
I booked the flights, then I had to arrange a taxi to and from Don Mueang Airport – that was easy – I’ve been using Bliss Travel for over 25 years – they’ve never let me down yet, and are excellent value for money. Yes, maybe Somchai’s rust bucket may be 10฿ cheaper, but when you have places to be, flights to catch, I need reliability.
Ban Non Sombun is over 2 hours from Roi Et Airport. I considered taxis, but whilst I’d have no problem from Roi Et, Ban Non Sombun is so remote, I doubt we’d have ever got away again – trapped in the wilderness. Therefore, I needed a hire car. I didn’t realise, but I’m too old to hire a car from a reputable company in Thailand. There is an age ceiling of 65 (no idea if this is worldwide). After much searching, I found a company in Roi Et who would loan me a car – sorted.
Next was a hotel. I hate Isaan so much, I needed something half decent. The only establishment in Ban Non Sombun was this:
My hotel standards are usually quite low, but not that low. I looked all over Mukdahan Province using all of the usual suspects, but the only half decent hotels were located in Mukdahan itself – 90 minutes from Ban Non Sombun. We knew Roi Et had decent hotels, but they were even further away. OK, I had a hire car, I’d drive between Mukdahan and Ban Non Sombun each way daily.
To be continued…………………………………….
Where? I hear you ask. Many will have heard of Mukdahan, and will have used it for visa runs, but Ban Non Sombun – that was a new one for me, and there are about 6 of them on Google Maps. All that you need to know is they are deepest Isaan, and I hate Isaan more than I hate Bangkok. The actual Ban Non Sombun was in the darkest part of Mukdahan Province. Mukdahan is one of the remotest parts of Isaan, and almost not in Thailand at all.
Background
My dear wife’s sister lives in Ban Non Sombun. Neither had seen each other since their younger sister’s tragic funeral, which was in 2015. It was because they aren’t getting any younger, this seemed a good opportunity for a long overdue reunion. I thought even I could manage a few days for a good cause.
The first problem was, which was the nearest airport? With a variety of Ban Non Sombun’s to choose from, this was going to be a challenge. My dear wife had never been before, and she was steering me to the wrong Ban Non Sombun. I spent about a week quizzing her and her sister about where we had to go. I even considered inviting her sister to Hua Hin for a few days instead, because at least I knew where Hua Hin was. However, that would not satisfy my itchy feet.
Both my wife and her sister (both technology challenged) were as useful as chocolate fire guards trying to explain where I needed to go. Eventually, my daughter had the brilliant idea of getting one of my nephews to send me a pin – result! I now knew where we needed to get to. Roi Et, which we’d visited a few months back was the nearest airport. Actually, there was a closer airport in Laos (Savannakhet Airport), but that would have involved 2 re-entry permits, and paying for entry to Laos.
I booked the flights, then I had to arrange a taxi to and from Don Mueang Airport – that was easy – I’ve been using Bliss Travel for over 25 years – they’ve never let me down yet, and are excellent value for money. Yes, maybe Somchai’s rust bucket may be 10฿ cheaper, but when you have places to be, flights to catch, I need reliability.
Ban Non Sombun is over 2 hours from Roi Et Airport. I considered taxis, but whilst I’d have no problem from Roi Et, Ban Non Sombun is so remote, I doubt we’d have ever got away again – trapped in the wilderness. Therefore, I needed a hire car. I didn’t realise, but I’m too old to hire a car from a reputable company in Thailand. There is an age ceiling of 65 (no idea if this is worldwide). After much searching, I found a company in Roi Et who would loan me a car – sorted.
Next was a hotel. I hate Isaan so much, I needed something half decent. The only establishment in Ban Non Sombun was this:
My hotel standards are usually quite low, but not that low. I looked all over Mukdahan Province using all of the usual suspects, but the only half decent hotels were located in Mukdahan itself – 90 minutes from Ban Non Sombun. We knew Roi Et had decent hotels, but they were even further away. OK, I had a hire car, I’d drive between Mukdahan and Ban Non Sombun each way daily.
To be continued…………………………………….
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Well, it’ll be an adventure if nothing else and your wife gets to see her sister, so brownie points to be earned as well. 

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Part 2
Day 1 – The Longest Day
We were up at 3am to prepare for our taxi, which was booked for 5am. Bliss taxis always turn up 30 minutes before the departure time, and my dear wife always sees that as meaning we have to be ready for a 4:30am departure.
First problem of the day, about once every 6 months I suffer the most excruciating back pain for no reason whatsoever. It lasts about 3 or 4 days, and then just goes again. Drying myself after showering, my back decided today was the day. Natures way of telling me that I don’t really want to travel to Isaan. My body was disabled – I was walking with a 30 degree tilt. My wife can’t carry much with her lungs, and I had to get our luggage downstairs (I wasn’t sure I could manage myself down the 9 steps in to the car port, let alone carry luggage). We had to wake my son, which went down like a lead balloon. Yes, he certainly needs his beauty sleep. I’ve heard many say what a good looking chap he is, but you need to try looking at him at 4:30am, when woken from a deep sleep.
We actually departed at 4:45am. The journey to the airport was quite uneventful. Our driver was quite fast, but road conditions were quite light, so why not? Only one observation, I was actually amazed at the number of pick up trucks on the Bangkok Expressways with passengers in the rear bucket – I always thought that was a big no. TIT (This Is Thailand), I guess.
As the driver approached the airport, he asked which terminal, and I told him terminal 2. At this point you have to understand he was carrying 2 invalids – my wife with genuine underlying medical problems, and me with a body that was telling me not to go travel Isaan. He dropped us at what seemed to be the tradesman’s entrance. No luggage trollies (my plan was to get the luggage on the trolley, and use the trolley to support me). We were also on the wrong level – departures were upstairs. We had to get upstairs with all of our luggage. Fortunately, my back had eased a little during the journey to the airport, and I somehow got everything to the 3rd floor, departures check in, including my wife.
Now, the driver had driven so fast, and the expected roadworks delay did not happen. We had to wait 1 hour before we could check in. Fortunately, there were seats, but we found the airport extremely uncomfortable – it was so cold.
Check in was fine, and my wife was allocated a wheelchair and little helper, who took us to the departure lounge, which was quite a jaunt. Time for a coffee and a cake to help us endure the long wait.
Flight was just another flight – nothing spectacular. A little assistant with a wheelchair was waiting to transport my wife from the plane to the arrivals lounge when we arrived at Roi Et.
Hire car pickup was really smooth, and the hire car was actually a very new Honda City – sorted. So easy to drive after a pick-up truck. I had to leave a 3,000฿ deposit, but these things happen.
Next was the journey to Ban Non Sombun. How remote was the journey? We went through several villages with wooden houses on stilts – we knew we were in remotest Isaan. However, the roads were pretty good, and as always in Isaan, traffic was very light. Passing other vehicles on small roads was a doddle. Google Maps was faultless – took us straight there. Many members of the extended family were there to meet us. Quite a few had practiced their ‘Hello’ (in English), which was a lot more effort than I’d made to give a reciprocal greeting in either Thai or Lao.
I’d actually forgotten that my wife’s sister was a baby machine (meant in the nicest of ways), and had loads of kids. The plot of land where they lived was massive, and as well as her sister and brother-in-law, there were many of her children, grandchildren and great grandchildren living there. This wasn’t a family home, it was a full-blown commune. Not all of the offspring lived there, but a good spread of them. Even with my facial recognition problems, I actually recognized some of them. Of course, the later generations were all new, but being greeted in English, was above and beyond for Isaan. It was a nice reunion.
Then memories of Isaan came flooding back. I needed to pee. There was no easy to find bush to pee into, so I had to use the family loo. OMG, I hadn’t been into an Isaan loo for many years. Dark, a height not suitable for a 6’5 Farang (bumped my head 3 times), millions of bugs waiting on the roof to fall into your hair when you bumped your head (lucky I don’t have much hair these days) and a squat toilet. The stuff nightmares are made of. I’m A Celebrity Get Me Out Of Here has nothing on an Isaan toilet.
Before we got there, I’d already stated that I didn’t want to be too late driving to Mukdahan. I would be driving on strange roads, and didn’t want to do it in the dark. We got away at 5pm. In reality, the drive to Mukdahan was quite straightforward, apart from a couple of areas of roadworks. We arrived just after dark.
Hotel
What a fantastic hotel, the Vieng Khong Hotel in Mukdahan was. It truly had a wow factor, and was quite cheap at about 900฿/night (£20), including breakfast. It felt a bit like an old colonial building, but was very clean. Our room was fantastic. Fittings were basic, but in excellent condition.
As well as being on the large side, it was on the top floor, and had a huge balcony, overlooking the Mekong River.
Between us and the river was a beautiful lawn – as lawns go in Thailand, I think this was the best I’d ever seen. It was on a par with the playing surface at Ratchaburi Football Stadium.
Our view was fantastic, with our neighbours in Laos almost just a touch away (actually, I’ve read this is where the Mekong is at its widest). The Friendship Bridge was as far as we could see upstream.
Little fishing boats going about their business throughout both day and night,
and one amazing sight was a fisherman get out of his boat mid-river (I guess he knew it was shallow there), and he just stood there, setting his nets.
I can’t confirm this, but there seemed to be a hidden border in the river. Boats with Thai flags on one side, and boats with Laos flags on the other side. During our visit, I did not see a Laos flag on our side of the river (boat owners probably carry 2 flags, and fly the correct flag to coincide with where they are fishing).
Breakfast was outside on the terrace, overlooking the lawn and river. I sort of fell in love with this hotel. A great idea, but they had outside air conditioning keeping the outside temperature down.
Inside there was the most fantastic grand wooden spiral staircase, although we always used the lift. I just love grand staircases in hotels.
I can honestly say, this is the first hotel I’ve booked in Isaan that hasn’t been infested with ants. I didn’t see a single ant during my entire stay. However, there was a very visible termite trap on the hotel lobby roof (3 floors up).
Evening
It had been a very long day, during which thankfully my back seemed to fix itself. We just walked to a local restaurant. The Savan Samran Restaurant. We were quite late, and were the only customers. We ordered 2 main courses, 1 sweet, 2 large bottles of Heineken and a bottle of water. The bill came to 420฿ (less than £10) – the best bit about Isaan, is the real Thai prices. No tourist hiking of prices.
One strange thing about this restaurant that I had never encountered before was my beer glass had a piece of banana leaf wrapped around and tied to it. It was supposed to enhance flavour, but I’m not sure how.
It had been an extremely long day. We went back to the hotel, and I think we fell asleep as soon as our heads hit the pillow.
To be continued…………………………………….
Day 1 – The Longest Day
We were up at 3am to prepare for our taxi, which was booked for 5am. Bliss taxis always turn up 30 minutes before the departure time, and my dear wife always sees that as meaning we have to be ready for a 4:30am departure.
First problem of the day, about once every 6 months I suffer the most excruciating back pain for no reason whatsoever. It lasts about 3 or 4 days, and then just goes again. Drying myself after showering, my back decided today was the day. Natures way of telling me that I don’t really want to travel to Isaan. My body was disabled – I was walking with a 30 degree tilt. My wife can’t carry much with her lungs, and I had to get our luggage downstairs (I wasn’t sure I could manage myself down the 9 steps in to the car port, let alone carry luggage). We had to wake my son, which went down like a lead balloon. Yes, he certainly needs his beauty sleep. I’ve heard many say what a good looking chap he is, but you need to try looking at him at 4:30am, when woken from a deep sleep.
We actually departed at 4:45am. The journey to the airport was quite uneventful. Our driver was quite fast, but road conditions were quite light, so why not? Only one observation, I was actually amazed at the number of pick up trucks on the Bangkok Expressways with passengers in the rear bucket – I always thought that was a big no. TIT (This Is Thailand), I guess.
As the driver approached the airport, he asked which terminal, and I told him terminal 2. At this point you have to understand he was carrying 2 invalids – my wife with genuine underlying medical problems, and me with a body that was telling me not to go travel Isaan. He dropped us at what seemed to be the tradesman’s entrance. No luggage trollies (my plan was to get the luggage on the trolley, and use the trolley to support me). We were also on the wrong level – departures were upstairs. We had to get upstairs with all of our luggage. Fortunately, my back had eased a little during the journey to the airport, and I somehow got everything to the 3rd floor, departures check in, including my wife.
Now, the driver had driven so fast, and the expected roadworks delay did not happen. We had to wait 1 hour before we could check in. Fortunately, there were seats, but we found the airport extremely uncomfortable – it was so cold.
Check in was fine, and my wife was allocated a wheelchair and little helper, who took us to the departure lounge, which was quite a jaunt. Time for a coffee and a cake to help us endure the long wait.
Flight was just another flight – nothing spectacular. A little assistant with a wheelchair was waiting to transport my wife from the plane to the arrivals lounge when we arrived at Roi Et.
Hire car pickup was really smooth, and the hire car was actually a very new Honda City – sorted. So easy to drive after a pick-up truck. I had to leave a 3,000฿ deposit, but these things happen.
Next was the journey to Ban Non Sombun. How remote was the journey? We went through several villages with wooden houses on stilts – we knew we were in remotest Isaan. However, the roads were pretty good, and as always in Isaan, traffic was very light. Passing other vehicles on small roads was a doddle. Google Maps was faultless – took us straight there. Many members of the extended family were there to meet us. Quite a few had practiced their ‘Hello’ (in English), which was a lot more effort than I’d made to give a reciprocal greeting in either Thai or Lao.
I’d actually forgotten that my wife’s sister was a baby machine (meant in the nicest of ways), and had loads of kids. The plot of land where they lived was massive, and as well as her sister and brother-in-law, there were many of her children, grandchildren and great grandchildren living there. This wasn’t a family home, it was a full-blown commune. Not all of the offspring lived there, but a good spread of them. Even with my facial recognition problems, I actually recognized some of them. Of course, the later generations were all new, but being greeted in English, was above and beyond for Isaan. It was a nice reunion.
Then memories of Isaan came flooding back. I needed to pee. There was no easy to find bush to pee into, so I had to use the family loo. OMG, I hadn’t been into an Isaan loo for many years. Dark, a height not suitable for a 6’5 Farang (bumped my head 3 times), millions of bugs waiting on the roof to fall into your hair when you bumped your head (lucky I don’t have much hair these days) and a squat toilet. The stuff nightmares are made of. I’m A Celebrity Get Me Out Of Here has nothing on an Isaan toilet.
Before we got there, I’d already stated that I didn’t want to be too late driving to Mukdahan. I would be driving on strange roads, and didn’t want to do it in the dark. We got away at 5pm. In reality, the drive to Mukdahan was quite straightforward, apart from a couple of areas of roadworks. We arrived just after dark.
Hotel
What a fantastic hotel, the Vieng Khong Hotel in Mukdahan was. It truly had a wow factor, and was quite cheap at about 900฿/night (£20), including breakfast. It felt a bit like an old colonial building, but was very clean. Our room was fantastic. Fittings were basic, but in excellent condition.
As well as being on the large side, it was on the top floor, and had a huge balcony, overlooking the Mekong River.
Between us and the river was a beautiful lawn – as lawns go in Thailand, I think this was the best I’d ever seen. It was on a par with the playing surface at Ratchaburi Football Stadium.
Our view was fantastic, with our neighbours in Laos almost just a touch away (actually, I’ve read this is where the Mekong is at its widest). The Friendship Bridge was as far as we could see upstream.
Little fishing boats going about their business throughout both day and night,
and one amazing sight was a fisherman get out of his boat mid-river (I guess he knew it was shallow there), and he just stood there, setting his nets.
I can’t confirm this, but there seemed to be a hidden border in the river. Boats with Thai flags on one side, and boats with Laos flags on the other side. During our visit, I did not see a Laos flag on our side of the river (boat owners probably carry 2 flags, and fly the correct flag to coincide with where they are fishing).
Breakfast was outside on the terrace, overlooking the lawn and river. I sort of fell in love with this hotel. A great idea, but they had outside air conditioning keeping the outside temperature down.
Inside there was the most fantastic grand wooden spiral staircase, although we always used the lift. I just love grand staircases in hotels.
I can honestly say, this is the first hotel I’ve booked in Isaan that hasn’t been infested with ants. I didn’t see a single ant during my entire stay. However, there was a very visible termite trap on the hotel lobby roof (3 floors up).
Evening
It had been a very long day, during which thankfully my back seemed to fix itself. We just walked to a local restaurant. The Savan Samran Restaurant. We were quite late, and were the only customers. We ordered 2 main courses, 1 sweet, 2 large bottles of Heineken and a bottle of water. The bill came to 420฿ (less than £10) – the best bit about Isaan, is the real Thai prices. No tourist hiking of prices.
One strange thing about this restaurant that I had never encountered before was my beer glass had a piece of banana leaf wrapped around and tied to it. It was supposed to enhance flavour, but I’m not sure how.
It had been an extremely long day. We went back to the hotel, and I think we fell asleep as soon as our heads hit the pillow.
To be continued…………………………………….
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Love that balcony, can imagine sitting out there with a sunset Beer Lao watching the river life go by.
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It was very special. It was very adaptable as well i.e. I didn't have any Beer Lao, but it was equally good with coffee, strawberry smoothie and Heineken 

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Thanks, Big Boy for the nice travel story. You have very good storytelling skills that make the reader feel like they are part of the story
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Yes, that hotel view looks awesome. "Hey, Somcahi, can I have breakfast in my room? Oh and lunch and dinner as well. Plus a case of Chang. Thanks".
The rustic footprint toilet? Well, no thanks. A number of years ago I would have made do but now? Better not to think about it!!
The rustic footprint toilet? Well, no thanks. A number of years ago I would have made do but now? Better not to think about it!!
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Great start on your trip, thanks!
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Wonderful pictures and the story fills the scenes.
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Part 3
Day 2
My wife woke me at 6:40am (no idea why, because I thought we were on holiday). However, a friend had suggested a picture of sunrise over the Mekong might be nice, and I just about caught it.
It was then down for breakfast on the outside air conditioned terrace – usual Thai buffet, but the eggs were actually warm as were the plastic sausages, which was very unusual.
My first job after breakfast, was to get out on to the lawn, and take a few photos. It was beautiful – just a pleasure to be walking on real grass again. Beyond the lawn, before the Mekong there was a huge riverside path used by joggers.
Photos taken, it was back for another shower before heading off on our next adventure.
To be continued…………………………………….
Day 2
My wife woke me at 6:40am (no idea why, because I thought we were on holiday). However, a friend had suggested a picture of sunrise over the Mekong might be nice, and I just about caught it.
It was then down for breakfast on the outside air conditioned terrace – usual Thai buffet, but the eggs were actually warm as were the plastic sausages, which was very unusual.
My first job after breakfast, was to get out on to the lawn, and take a few photos. It was beautiful – just a pleasure to be walking on real grass again. Beyond the lawn, before the Mekong there was a huge riverside path used by joggers.
Photos taken, it was back for another shower before heading off on our next adventure.
To be continued…………………………………….
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Those steps going down to the river in #17 look very familiar. That hotel and steps may have been used in one of the Naga shooting fire balls Thai movies?
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Looks like you had a wonderful trip, BB.
As you know, I've moved to Nong Khai and regularly have a beer and a meal by the river and watch the sunset.
Although Mukdahan is quite a way from here, I'm tempted to have a trip there having seen your pics.
"I hate Isaan more than I hate Bangkok"
Having lived here for 6 months, I love the place. Very different to HH of course, but in a good way.
As you know, I've moved to Nong Khai and regularly have a beer and a meal by the river and watch the sunset.
Although Mukdahan is quite a way from here, I'm tempted to have a trip there having seen your pics.
"I hate Isaan more than I hate Bangkok"
Having lived here for 6 months, I love the place. Very different to HH of course, but in a good way.
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I can't recommend the Vieng Khong Hotel highly enough. With the MOD, I stayed in some fantastic hotels, but nothing affected me (in a really good way) like this hotel.
I've always said, it takes a very special kind of person to live in Isaan. I've known many try it and fail, but those who succeed, seem to really like it. I openly admit, I am not one of those special people.
I've always said, it takes a very special kind of person to live in Isaan. I've known many try it and fail, but those who succeed, seem to really like it. I openly admit, I am not one of those special people.
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The only real downside for me is having got used to the convenience of HH with everything 'just around the corner', shopping for 'farang stuff' is a challenge here.
The nearest Villa Market is 54 kms away in Udon! I did learn on my last trip to HH that Nanny's deliver to Nongkhai in a freezer truck and they charge per 5 kilo in weight regardless of the product. The charge is the same whether in BKK or NK. I might give that a try sometime.
The upsides is the peacefulness, much much lower prices, far less traffic and bars stay open pretty much as long as they have customers. Very friendly known as a 'familiar face' very quickly.
The nearest Villa Market is 54 kms away in Udon! I did learn on my last trip to HH that Nanny's deliver to Nongkhai in a freezer truck and they charge per 5 kilo in weight regardless of the product. The charge is the same whether in BKK or NK. I might give that a try sometime.
The upsides is the peacefulness, much much lower prices, far less traffic and bars stay open pretty much as long as they have customers. Very friendly known as a 'familiar face' very quickly.
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Is #22 and #23 the hotel pool?
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