I was sold on the guesthouse by a man at the bus station and it's the loveliest guesthouse I've stayed in, and only $10 a night. It is not even the twentieth-loveliest guesthouse on the street though. Luang Prabang is overwhelming with the lovely.
This is the view from my balcony.
It's a very civilized loveliness, appropriate to colonialism. There's no shortage of greenery or butterflies and the sidewalks are wide and made of pretty red bricks.
I sat at a sidewalk cafe on the river which is sufficiently picturesque. They're all about equally picturesque, really. They all look out over something like this: