After spending enough time at the souvenir shop and doing our little shopping it was time for a great view of Vientiane at the top of Patouxay monument. It might not be as stunning as the view from the Eiffel Tower but it was a great view, especially when I was looking for my old house. After all these years, here I was standing above my old little playground, looking at all the roads leading from Patouxay. These roads lead to various special places that I hold so dear, one leading to my Grandmother’s house, the other to my mother’s former work place, then to my uncle’s house, and to the night market.