Our cab driver had no clue where the place was, and he did not understand a word of English. Thankfully one of the girls at the hotel in Vang Vieng had given him her number and advised him to call her in case of any need. On reaching the village of Phonhong, where we were supposed to take a deviation and drive along a rough track to reach the Vang Xang Buddhas, the driver asked around and finally managed to take us close to the spot. But when he reached two lonely stone pillars and it looked like the dirt track had ended, he felt the car could not go any further. To our utter horror he simply reversed the vehicle and started going back. We raised loud objections in English and forced him to stop the car and call the hotel. We got out of the car and walked forward and within minutes we were in the forest clearing where the lone Buddhas were waiting for us. We paid our respects, sauntered around, took photos, and left.