Once upon a time, there was a shiny new big bus called "VIP", just like all the other buses of it's kind. But over the years, the shine faded, seats became lumpy and it's engine wasn't so strong.
However, they still called it a VIP bus and told it to continue it's very long and slow daily journey between Vientiane and Luang Prabang.
Every day, new passengers climbed on board and the big bus heaved it's way over the mountains to Luang Prabang, 400 kilometers away. At times, the driver pulled over to give the big bus a cool drink of water. Other times, the driver would chug very slowly up the narrow and twisty mountain road.
Thankfully for the big bus, on this day, there were no cyclists on the road as they would probably pass the bus on the way up the mountain. Oh no, how embarrasing!
But, the big bus thought that going slowly up the mountain allowed the passengers to get a good look at life in the shanty towns that line the road. In fact, they got many, many good long looks.
The big bus was also very happy when all the people stopped for lunch (very loosely described as lunch) because he got another big drink of water.
Eventually, the big bus summited the last hill and it was all down from there. Many local people started getting off the bus at various points and the big bus was happy because there was less to carry. But he knew so much stopping meant it would be longer before he got a big rest.
Finally the bus station was in sight and his rest, at end of a 10 hour journey, was near. Some of the people who got off the bus did not seem very happy, but the big bus was glad he made it safely over the mountain and got to rest before doing it all again the next day.