Marry Buddhism, Hinduism, and a touch of whimsy, and the result is Buddha Park – a sprawling green space dotted with more than 200 concrete sculptures near Vientiane, the capital city of Laos.
Hopping out of a minivan shared with French and Swiss travelers we’d met at Vientiane’s bus station, we expressed relief that we hadn’t taken our usual form of Southeast Asian transportation — a tuktuk — to get there.
The 25 km (15 mile) ride from Vientiane to Buddha Park had taken us through extremely bumpy and dusty backroads. Though our journey would’ve undoubtedly been more adventurous by tuktuk, it also would have been more painful to our bottoms given the lack of shocks in those scrappy little vehicles.








The sculpture park is known locally as Wat Xieng Khuan, or “Spirit City.” While its name implies otherwise, Buddha Park doesn’t have a temple. In fact, during our late afternoon January visit, it was brimming with lively Laotian students clad in red, white, and blue school uniforms that lent them a French air.
With all the youth there, the atmosphere was more amusement park than meditative on the day of our visit, though I’ve read that some monks do use the park for the latter purpose. Fuchsia bougainvillea blooms thoughtfully placed in the statues’ open palms reminded visitors of the park’s spiritual side.





Construction of Buddha Park started in 1958 by Luang Pu Bunleua Sulilat, who oversaw a similar park’s construction in neighboring Thailand. Today, you’ll find statues of Buddha, Hindu figures such as Shiva and Vishnu, and humans, animals, and demons.
When we walked into the park, we were conflicted about whether to be drawn first to the enormous pumpkin-like sculpture — with levels that represent hell, earth, and heaven — or the reclining Buddha, which measures 120 meters (about 390 ft.).
The great pumpkin won us over, and we were soon climbing into its “mouth,” ascending the various levels. The bowels of the pumpkin resembled an odd statuary storeroom of sorts, but the panorama of the park from atop the “pumpkin” was lovely, in a manicured and whimsical sort of way. We were surprised that some visitors went so far as to sit on the brittle railing. We shuddered to think what would’ve happened had it snapped.










As we meandered through the park, we suddenly felt as though members of the paparazzi were following us. Groups of youth congregating near the large pumpkin giggled nervously while sneaking peeks at us. Finally, one brave interpreter broke the ice.
“Can we take your photo?” the young Laotian teenager asked Shawn.
Then, a group of boys and girls approached me. One had an American flag emblazoned on his bag. The girls wore uniform skirts (Laotian sinh).


I could joke that the kids had mistaken us for celebrities or public figures, but if you’ve been to India or Southeast Asia, you know that this phenomenon is common. I wonder where our images might still be popping up today…
Noticing the merriment of the children and adults at the park, we transitioned into a mischievous mood, mimicking some of the human forms. Next to a diminutive bodybuilder-like statue, Shawn struck his most convincing Arnold Schwarzenegger pose. I sprawled out next to an empty fountain adorned by a stone bathing beauty of sorts.



As we continued our stroll, we noticed the soon-to-slumber sun highlighting the iridescent wings of hundreds of dragonflies flitting in the air.
In an attempt to show the park’s more solemn side, I tried to photograph a vignette of spiritual offerings: marigold flower garlands and half-full Pepsi bottles sitting at a statue’s base. Suddenly, a young girl hopped in front of my lens, her braids swinging back and forth, a wide grin on her face.
At first, her father was embarrassed that she’d strutted in front of my camera, and he tried to lead her away. However, within minutes, the outgoing girl and her older brother let me take a few pictures. They flashed peace signs, rode in the mouth of a crocodile or naga figure, and tried to mimic the park’s sculptures.
So much for being solemn. On this day, Buddha Park was a spirited place!















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Plan Your Visit to Buddha Park (Xieng Khuan):
- Before we visited Buddha Park, we read recommendations to go there by taxi instead of a tuktuk, in order to avoid the dusty, bumpy road. Taking this advice to heart, we negotiated a fare with a minivan driver at Vientiane’s bus station. Once we were underway, we were happy we’d opted to ride in a minivan instead.
- Depending upon traffic, it takes about 30-45 minutes to get from Vientiane to Buddha Park. When we visited, admission to Buddha Park was 5,000 Kip — about $0.65.
- Buddha Park’s sculptures are made of reinforced concrete, but be sure to exercise common sense — especially when climbing the “giant pumpkin” — as there is some exposed rebar. The railing at the top also appeared to be precarious.
Photography & text © Tricia A. Mitchell. All Rights Reserved.


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