Monday, May 25, 2009

Rainy season

It seems that the rainy season is finally with us. Most days now for the past 7-10 days we have had at least one heavy downpour, sometimes with thunder and lightning or with wind. This morning it rained for about 3.5 hours, not always heavy but enough to dissuade me from going out to do a few jobs.

It's not so great for the washing, though. Last Wednesday was dry nearly all day, and Xe had been and washed the bedclothes. So they were out the back of the house to dry. I planned to get home at about 5pm (I had extra classes last week and so a lot more planning, including Wednesday - sob!), but it bucketed down at 4.30pm, and the washing got soaked. Xe has spirited the whole lot off somewhere to dry - I don't know where - and I guess will bring it back on this Wednesday.

The photo is a view of today's rain from the balcony. Jesus is rather shrouded by it all, and you can only see as far as the taller buildings near Back Beach.

Transport (again)

Well, I have finally rented a motorbike - a Honda Spacey. More of a motor scooter, really, because a) it is an automatic and b) the wheels on it are tiny. I feel very low sitting on it after riding around on Bao's motorbike. This is not to say that the mountain bike is retired, but it is a great relief to be able to jump on something motorised at the end of Saturday or Sunday teaching or in the evenings after work.

The Spacey is the bike in the middle of the pic, standing on it's maintenance stand. I had taken it to get the tail light replaced.

A new home

As you might know my old home at 34 Vo Thi Sau Street was sold. Initially I was told I would need to move out by the time rent was next due. Afterwards I was invited to stay on by the new owners but by then I had already arranged to move to Steve's house (he has moved on to Hanoi). I was happy about this because it is cheaper and a little bit more independent. I have a key to the gate and no need to bother a security guard each time I come home.

My new home is at 116 Phan Chu Trinh Street, still in Ward 2 of Vung Tau city. It is the last house in a block of 5 townhouses that reach up the hillside below the lighthouse road, so it is very secluded and has good views over the neighbourhood and across to the Jesus statue.

The house is on 2 levels. Downstairs is the entry, living room, kitchen, and a small guest room and bathroom (cold water shower only). The massive 10kg washing machine is also here under the stairs. Upstairs are the bedroom, bathroom (this one with hot water) and the balcony which goes around two sides of the house.

The house is a lot darker than Vo Thi Sau street due mainly to the dark tiles you can see in the living room picture, but it is larger - probably too big really. The other interesting feature of the house is the preponderance of naked women! Here is an example from the downstairs bathroom. The upstairs bathroom has a similar tile picture, and there is a plaster relief work on the bedroom wall.

Anyway, I am very comfortable here. I have a cleaner (Xe) who comes once a week to sweep, mop and dust, and who washes the bedding and does any ironing I have waiting. She is lovely, and has worked for the past two tenants as well. She also looks after the whole complex with outside cleaning and pumping water to the storage unit on the roof each day.

Monday, May 04, 2009

Trip to Can Tho and Soc Trang

A couple of months ago Bao and I decided to exploit the fact that Liberation Day (30 April) and May Day (1 May) occur on Thursday and Friday this year, by making a 4 day weekend trip to Can Tho. I very quickly got my application for leave in before any of the other 'weekend warriors' figured out they could do the same!

To try and make an early start from HCM City on Thursday we went up from Vung Tau on Wednesday afternoon - me by bus, Bao by company car. Although I left Vung Tau more than an hour before Bao he ended up arriving at Ben Xe Mien Tay before me, thanks to some very heavy traffic jams. A 2 hour trip turned into 4 hours. We were being met by Thanh at the bus station so sadly he had a very long wait for me.

It seems that a lot of people had the same idea of making a holiday - because the experience was repeated the next morning when we (Bao, Thanh and me) set out for Can Tho :( - heavy traffic all the way slowed the trip down enormously. When we got to the ferry crossing to Can Tho we decided - like most passengers - to get off the bus and walk ahead to the ferry because the queue was so long.

Can Tho is Bao's childhood home town. We had planned to stay at a hotel, but when he contacted Thu, his friend since they first started school, to say we were coming she arranged for us to stay in her parents' house instead. She also booked a car for us to travel out to the countryside and arranged for one of her students to be our guide.

On our first morning we were joined by another friend, Tan, and our guide Thuy. We went out 0f the city a bit to a temple that is quite old and was built to honour a famous scholar, as well as some other cherished people from Vietnamese history, statecraft and culture. Unfortunately I don't remember the name of this temple and it's not mentioned in guidebooks. Both Bao and Tan had heard of it but never been there before either.

As well as the main temple there is a building set aside for members of 5-6 local villages to come and prepare foods for festivals. They each come at different times.

Our second visit for the day was to a house built in about 1870. Internally the main house is much the same as when it was first built. It is a typical Vietnamese style, for a well-to-do family. What we saw I would guess is the main living and reception room. There was an abundance of wood carving and tiling as well as a mixture of Vietnamese, French and Chinese-influenced furniture . Outside there is an orchid garden.

We had lunch with Thu, her husband Tran and their new baby boy, while a heavy storm fell. But by the time we finished eating the storm was over and we went back home for a rest.

Saturday required a very early start - up at 3am to get ready for the car and driver (thanks Mr Thien) to arrive at around 4am. We then took a drive about 45km out of Can Tho to the south to visit the floating markets at Nga Bay (7 ways). These are the more original markets in the area, though not so frequently visited by tourists who go instead to Cai Be, Cai Rang or Phong Dien markets closer to Can Tho. The markets were much different to the one David and I visited in Thailand many years ago. At Nga Bay the boats are on a major river, and although most are moored there are also boats trading and delivering produce between them. In the past trade was based on barter - only in more modern times has it become cash-based. We had a great time on the river here - the best way of thinking about it is like a land-based market. There are sellers of every type of fruit and vegetable, and then grocery boats, wholesalers/middle-men, and boats selling food from soup to banh mi. The river is still a thoroughfare for daily life - we saw people being boated across so that they could go to school. Thu told me the next day that although she has lived in Can Tho all her life and visited the markets at Nga Bay many times, she still finds it interesting to go.

The next stop was for breakfast in Soc Trang town in Soc Trang province further to the south. Soc Trang has a large Khmer population (approximately 28% of the population) and the main Buddhist temples in this area are Theravada school (Thailand and Cambodia). We visited the biggest - Kleang Pagoda. In one form or another this temple has been here in Soc Trang since 1533. It is well supported financially, but also is an important place for learning, with very many monks living or studying here.

The second temple we visited was established by a Chinese family about 200 years ago. It's real name is Precious Mountain Temple (Buu Son Tu) but it is best known as the Clay Temple, because nearly everything in it is made of clay, mostly sculpted by the monk Ngo Kim Tong. When he died a number of huge candles were created and have been kept burning.

The third temple we went to is known as Bat Pagoda for the fruit bat colony that lives in the trees in the temple grounds. The temple was destroyed by fire 2 years ago and refurbishment of the replacement temple is still going on. The Buddha image was made of stone and it was saved, but is in a damaged state with one arm detached and soot marks apparent where the gold foil has burnt away.

Inside the walls are covered with scenes from Buddha's life from his birth through marriage to his renunication of his wealth and throne and on to his enlightenment. The temple is also known for the five-nailed pigs that have lived here. Thuy, our guide, told a slightly different story about this to the one given in Lonely Planet (which suggests that the pigs are pets). By the way, pigs usually only have 4 toenails on each foot. According to Thuy when the original five-nailed pig was born the people were afraid of it because it was different so they gave it to the temple for safekeeping. These pigs are not for eating, they just live out their lives in the temple and then are buried with headstones recording the date of their death (see picture at the top of this story). At the moment there are still 4-5 pigs living at the temple.

Our final temple before going back to Soc Trang town for lunch and then back to Can Tho, was the ceramic temple. At first I didn't understand Thuy's description of it as being built from bowls. It was only after we saw it that I understood that when it was rebuilt, there was not a lot of money available in the community to decorate it, so they used a mixture of old plates, etc. as well as ceramic mosaic tiles to cover the outside walls and on the interior.

Saturday evening after a very big dinner we took a stroll along the riverside, with the intention of improving our digestion. But instead we snacked on grilled bananas and then stopped off for a fruit shake. While there Bao was approached by one of the women working in the shop with the line "don't I know you?". This was a surprise but the bigger surprise was that one of the other women working there that night did know him. Bao must have a memorable face because she took one look and got his name right, even after maybe 15 years of not seeing him.

On Sunday we met up with Thu, her family and her sister for breakfast before making the trip back to HCM City and Vung Tau. This time we were lucky - no traffic - although the bus ticket price was much higher (no explanation given!)

This was a great little holiday. Can Tho is the biggest city in the Mekong and I think it would be an interesting place to live, so long as you like the quiet life (at least compared to HCM City).

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Visitors from home!

Michele, Chaska and Killki have just returned to Sydney after 2 weeks in Vietnam.

I was able to get a few days off work to coincide with when they first arrived, so I got up to HCMC in time to meet them at their hotel. It was a very nice hotel (Tan Hai Long 3) but a bit more expensive than I am used to paying for but the management did agree 1) that for an extra consideration I could stay in the same room with everyone and 2) that we would be moved after the first night (when they were full) to a bigger room.

We headed off to the backpacker district for dinner - the girls were able to eat pizza while Michele and I could have Vietnamese food - and then we went to Sinh Cafe and booked the buses and hotel for a weekend trip to Da Lat.

Next morning we took breakfast in the hotel and discussed what we could do around Saigon for the day. Killki's vote was for a museum, and Chaska's was for the market - so we took a trip to Reunification Palace (the old South Vietnamese Independence or Presidential Palace). Once inside we went upstairs to the reception rooms and offices. Reputedly the Palace is still furnished as it was in April 1975 when the liberating forces arrived in Saigon. At the back on this floor are the private living quarters of the SVN President. On the next floor up there are a reception room for the first lady as well as a cinema and gaming room. You can also go up to the rooftop and see the helipad complete with a chopper. From there we went down to the basement - with its bunkers, tunnels, communications centre and war rooms - before we exited through the kitchen.

The next stop was lunch on the way to Ben Thanh market. Unfortunately I didn't think very carefully about the food and it cost more than I expected (thanks to a crab noodle salad that we would have been better to have the left the crab out of!), though not more than was probably reasonable. In the markets Chaska and Killki attracted a lot of attention from shopkeepers who recognised and were interested to know that they are twins. Then it was back to the hotel for a rest, and just in time! A very big storm blew up as we got back.

We decided on a day trip to My Tho and the Mekong f0r Friday. I've done this trip a couple of times now but I think it is a convenient way of getting a taste of country life in the Delta. This time the added feature for me was to see rice paper (banh trang) being made. We had lunch on Phoenix Island - former home of the coconut monk - and the girls acquired a taste for green tea, lemon and honey. We also took a ride in the hot sun by horse and carriage and were entertained with traditional southern music. Michele doesn't think she will be buying the CD, though.

On Saturday we made an early start to catch the bus to Da Lat. On this trip there were only about 9 passengers and so we had a small bus rather than a large coach. I found that the road has improved a lot in the mountains compared to 10 years ago, but the climb - which is in two stages (first up the Bao Loc pass, and then from the plateau directly up to Da Lat) - is still stupendous. The weather in Da Lat is much cooler and it was a welcome change. The city is also such a contrast to Vung Tau where everything is flat. Da Lat is built around the Xuan Huong lake and on many hillsides. Lonely Planet suggests that it looks more like Europe than anywhere else in Vietnam, and it's true.

On Sunday we took a tour to some principal landscape/sightseeing places - Datanla Falls with a trip down to the falls by toboggan, Quang Trung resovoir and the meditation monastery from where we took the cable car back towards Da Lat, Bao Dai Summer Palace, Crazy House (yes, David it's still there and is constantly being rebuilt and extended - maybe one day you will get your wish of staying!), the Valley of Love, and the Da Lat flower gardens.

Next day I had to make the trip back to Vung Tau so that I could go to work on Tuesday, while Michele, Killki and Chaska went on to Nha Trang for a few days. Then they came down to Vung Tau on Thursday afternoon, and spent some time relaxing. There's not really a great deal to do here - Saigonese come here on weekends because it's the nearest beach - so I think it was a fairly quiet time for them. However, the dogs here at the house were a hit with Chaska, and both girls got to take a motor bike ride thanks to Bao!

Unfortunately their trip back to HCMC on Monday was marred by the fact that the boat took 3 hours to get there instead of the expected 1 hour 20 minutes! The last report I had from Michele on Tuesday was that they were enjoying spending lots of money on souvenirs - hope you all get something nice :)

Saturday, April 04, 2009

A day on Big Mountain!

Today (4 April) is a national holiday in Vietnam, so ILA is shut and I get to have a Saturday off work! Woo-hoo!!

The event is the Hung Kings anniversary. You can find a bit more about this on wikipedia, but briefly Hung Vuong is considered the first king of Vietnam or Văn Lang/Lạc Việt as the country was known at the time. He founded the Hồng Bàng Dynasty which ruled for more than 2,000 years. Like Easter it's a moveable feast - the anniversary occurs on the 10th day of the 3rd lunar month of the year. The historic place to commemmorate the Hung Kings is on Nghĩa Lĩnh mountain, Cổ Tích village, Hy Cương commune, Phong Châu district, Phú Tho province. There is a modern temple in Ho Chi Minh City as well, at the entrance to the botanic gardens and zoo, and opposite the History Museum.

Today the sun is shining and the strong winds that we've had for the last week have died down a lot, so I went for a ride up Big Mountain. The first part is all sealed road and the climb is manageable. Half-way up there is a military post and some houses and cafes. Then the road gets very steep and broken. I managed to ride a little way but in the end had to walk most of the way, with several hairpin bends. It was a very hot climb, and I had no idea what to expect at the top ( or even if there was a 'top'). I had vague ideas that the road would take me to the cable car station (long overdue for completion), but at the point I thought this was definitely where I would end up the road doubled back and went much higher.

It ends on the summit at the old radar dishes (war-time). These are a landmark in Vung Tau city. Now I've discovered they are not in service - very dilapidated with one badly damaged by wind?

The area on the summit is being developed as a garden. And of course it has some great views as well because it is pretty much the highest spot in Vung Tau. If you have a motor bike it is quite accessible and there were a lot of young people up there having picnics. I spent more than an hour up here walking around. There are a couple of little reservoirs that are being turned into water features, including some man-made stalagmites and stalactites (looking a bit like a dragon's mouth?).


Of course there are great views out over Vung Tau city, Front Beach/Small Mountain, and the fishing villages and ports, and the sea. But as well you can see across the bay to the southern shore and get a real feel for how the waterways around Vung Tau are laid out.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

A little bit of officialdom

I have a Vietnamese driver's licence!

There is a process by which I can "exchange" my NSW driver's licence for a Vietnamese one. I am still only licensed to drive cars but it is useful to have the document anyway even if I am driving a motorbike. Apparently ...

The process is:
  1. go to the Department of Transport and Communication and collect the form
  2. go to the Foreign Affairs office and get the NSW driver's licence translated (cost = 110,000 VND)
  3. collect the photocopy and translation
  4. fill in the application form, put a photo on it and get someone to authorise it (in my case I was able to ask ILA to do this)
  5. get another 2 photos
  6. take all these documents plus passport and visa and original licence back to the Department of Transport and Communication
  7. submit the documents - get a receipt stating they have all the copies/translations/forms and have seen the originals
  8. come back in a week and pay 30,000 VND - receive the licence.
Why did I bother? Well, Bao is trying to teach me to drive a motorbike, and we have all been advised by Anne (one of the teachers who is half Vietnamese) to get a licence even if it is just the car licence. It is possible to now also get the motorcycle licence by going for a driving test.

Monday, March 09, 2009

An odd sight

I took these photos some time ago on an afternoon bike ride, but had forgotten about them.

I took a ride along Back Beach up to the Paradise Tourist Zone, which has resorts, golf clubs, etc - being a Monday afternoon there was not much going on. After that I had to come back into town a bit so that I could keep heading out. Eventually I went past the the Seaview 4 apartment towers which you can see from ILA Vietnam building. They are out in Ward 10 - but I digress ...

Before taking the long ride along 3 February Street, I went past this closed down/disused theme park. I haven't yet found out anything about it. It's not mentioned in Lonely Planet.

My ride continued along a major road past flower farms. I had this general idea that at some point I would be able to turn right again and hit the beach. But I started to find that my map of Vung Tau is partly accurate and partly imagination. Eventually, I could see I was way out into Ward 11, so I then decided to see if I could turn left and come across to 30 April Street. I figured that I would probably hit it around about where Bao lives.

But that didn't happen either. Instead I was cycling down a very wide, very under-used road, that eventually turned out to be a) not fully open and b) not yet connected back on to Quoc Lo, which is a major road that brings you back into Vung Tau on the other side of the airport (from 30/4 street). To make the connection all vehicles had to go off to the side and push/drive (if you are motorised) on to Quoc Lo. It was a useful trip for getting a wider view of Vung Tau, but it was a lonely and uninteresting ride in the main. VT can be very windy in the afternoons as well ... :(

Reptilian visitor

This guy turned up behind the microwave oven! I assumed he came in through the kitchen window. He wasn't too happy about being removed (I used a pair of chopsticks to encourage him to go back out the window, in case you're wondering). He made a lot of noise about it!

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

A different teaching experience

On Monday night I was a guest teacher at a community college nearby my home. It is an adult class with more than 30 students in a Vietnamese school classroom. Those of you who have been to school in Asia may recognise the description. There are two doors - one for the teachers and one for the students. Two large blackboards and a raised dais for the teacher and the desk. The students sit in rows of long desks - some on forms and some on chairs.

4 of the students in this class come from Binh Chau town which is 80 kilometres drive away, and they do this 3 nights a week, then return home to work the next day. They are secondary teachers. The ages of the students range between early 20s and mid-late 40s. I enjoyed the experience very much - I hope that they did too.

The real value was that they do not often have the opportunity to speak with and listen to native English speakers, so there were lots of questions before we really got started on the lesson I'd prepared. Seeing that Valentine's Day has just passed, I made this and marriage the theme for the night. We started by discussing whether Valentine's Day is important to couples and lovers, who should give (men/women/both) and what the expectations are, including what the students would like to receive. Before the groups reported back I also asked them to poll who is married and single in their group, so that they could consider whether there is a difference in views. Nope - Vietnamese are very romantic people!

Thursday, January 29, 2009

Tet holidays - Buffalo year

The week before Tet I was really unsure what to do with the time off (which had suddenly expanded because of a decision to close ILA Vung Tau centre a day earlier). Most of the teachers seemed to be leaving Vietnam and the general advice from most who had been here for more than 12 months was to go out of the country. Well, I thought it through as an option but I didn't really want to spend half the time travelling. The dilemma was more whether I would find myself stranded or alone because most businesses close and people travel back to their hometowns - which for a larger proportion of Vietnamese people is the countryside.

Bao had suggested that I come to HCM city. I liked the idea but I still had the same concerns - amplified by being in a hotel rather than at home. In the end though I was persuaded by Bao and Thanh assuring me that they had very few commitments over the holidays. Rather that for them like all Vietnamese the ideal Tet holiday is to have fun and relax.

So I gave up the concerns and instead planned a trip to HCM city. And it has been a fantastic time for me thanks to the generosity of these friends, and Bao's family.

I arrived in HCM city around midday on Friday (3rd last day of the Rat Year) by boat and was straight away whisked away by Bao to have lunch at his family's home in Binh Thanh district. His niece and nephew were particularly excited to see me and spent this and every subsequent visit testing my knowledge of English! They would ask me what something/a colour was. If I got it right they would tell me!! That afternoon Bao and I went shopping for sandals, then met up with Thanh for dinner. Later joined by Hiep (Bao's friend) for coffee.

The next morning Bao was busy with an old friend so Thanh and I took pho for breakfast then walked through the flower market and around the city centre before lunch. In the afternoon Bao and I had our first viewing of the flower show in Nguyen Hue street. That night I was able to catch up with Sharon and Irene, as well as 2 of Sharon's colleagues from the Vietnam Idol production, for dinner. This was their 2nd last night in Vietnam before Sharon returned to Singapore.

Sunday morning brought another invitation to lunch with Bao's family. Because it was the last day of the old year we had a number of special dishes, all delicious. Rest in the afternoon in preparation for a very late night then off to Nguyen Hue street again for the flowers and fireworks. Afterwards Bao, Hiep and I went for huu tieu in Cong Quynh street (at about 1.30am) along with many many other revellers, before crashing at the hotel.

The special event for first day of the Buffalo Year was to accompany Bao and his family to 6 different pagodas around HCM city. There aim is to visit 10 pagodas during Tet. This is also one of the days in the year when they all eat vegetarian food. So the day was spent partly tootling around the city on the back of motor bikes and partly visiting and praying at the pagodas. We started at 2 pagodas close to home but progressively roamed further afield. Here is a selection of photos from the day.













The last pagoda for the day was also the poorest one we visited - one monk with a great sense of humour. One of his stories was about the impracticality of some people. He regularly visits disadvantaged communities in the countryside, and had managed to secure the interest of a celebrity and a TV station in helping a community of blind people. But their proposal was to donate a whole lot of televisions!

On Tuesday (second day) Bao, Thanh and I headed off to Dam Sen water park for some wet fun on the slides. There were some truly scary ones and I have the bumps and bruises to attest for how fast and exciting they were!

On Wednesday (third day) we made a day trip by motor bike to David's home town of My Tho. Here we hired a boat and went out on the Mekong to visit some islands, taste the honey and the fruit, see the coconut candy factory and have lunch. We also got to visit Phoenix Island, which had been the home of a monk known as the Coconut Monk, and who started a sect with a vision for world peace. When David and I did a similar tour 10 years ago Phoenix Island couldn't be visited but there is now a hotel there, as well as an exhibition of photos about the life of the Coconut Monk.

I've included a photo of a bridge that the Sydney-siders reading this blog may think is closer to home! This is the new bridge connecting My Tho and Tien Giang province with Ben Tre province. Yes, it does look like the Anzac Bridge because like a number of bridges in south Vietnam it has been built to the same design. This one has only just opened and is a tourist destination in its own right as we discovered later in the day.

On Thursday I took a minibus back to Vung Tau, the first time that I've used this form of transport between VT and HCM City. It's a lot cheaper and not much slower when you factor out the time you have to wait for a bus load of people to gather (and the time spent establishing precedence in boarding - possible only because tickets are numbered as they are sold each day. There is no such thing as a queue in Vietnam.)

Tet and flowers (the show)

Chuc mung nam moi! It's spring in the year of the buffalo (or ox if you're Chinese). Watermelons of all sizes are for sale everywhere for people to display in their homes - though none quite as these! They are part of the flower show in Nguyen Hue street in HCM City.

The show extends for 3+ city blocks with sections representing the north, centre and south of Vietnam. As a novitiate to Tet in Vietnam the show was quite stunning to my eyes. My more seasoned friends say it has been better in past years, and unfortunately the finanical difficulties of the world have bitten into the budget for the show a bit.

Bao and I joined the crowds late on Saturday afternoon and spent a leisurely time wandering through the displays before it got too dark.

The next evening - last day of the old Rat Year - we came back with Bao's friend Hiep with the intention of claiming a good place to view the midnight fireworks. We also got the chance to see the Lunar New Year lights in Le Loi street before claiming a vantage point around 10pm. The fireworks were pretty, but as an artistic display they didn't compare with Sydney's New Year fireworks.

But it was fun to be in Vietnam on this day. The people watching are very engaged - we all oohed and aahed and applauded in a way that I don't recall experiencing back in Australia. And another big difference is the patience and sense of fun with which everyone waited for 2 hours. Bao asked me whether I thought that Vietnamese people are peaceful - I had to agree. Everyone was good natured and when it was all over people dispersed in the same manner that they manage traffic jams and crushes. It all looks chaotic but somehow the 'dance' works and we all get where we want to! It was one of the events that has made Tet in Vietnam such an enjoyable time for me.

Tet and flowers (the prelude)

The end and beginning of the Lunar Years marks the end of winter and beginning of spring in Vietnam. A couple of weeks ago I went for a bike ride out of Vung Tau on the road towards Ba Ria town and HCM City and noticed some flower farms along the way.

At the time I was just interested in seeing the farm and didn't think much past the fact that obviously the flowers are grown for sale. In the lead up to Tet, though, I started to see flowers for sale in the markets and shops, and remembered then how significant yellow is as a colour for this time of year. Then all the plant nurseries started selling pots of yellow and orange flowers, blossoming fruit trees and cumquat trees for people to decorate their houses.

On the Saturday morning before Tet, Thanh and I went for a walk through the big park in District 1 of HCM City, except it was no longer a park! Now it was the flower market for the central city, selling all manner of flowering plants, potted flowers, bonsai, living curiosities (such as the buffalo in the picture at the top), and some artificial flowers and plants as well. At the time there was still a lot for sale, and we wondered if everything would sell as there was less than 36 hours left before the end of the Lunar Year.

On Sunday night/Monday morning Bao, Hiep and I were walking back to the hotel after watching the fireworks from Nguyen Hue Street. We came past the park - there was nothing left of the flower market!

Tuesday, January 06, 2009

Friends

so ... this is a short introduction to the great friends I've made over the last 6-8 weeks.

Linh was the first friend I met. He lives in Vung Tau, and has done so far for a very long time, but originally is from Hanoi and spent 5 years studying in Russia.

Separately I met Phil (Phuong) from HCM City and then discovered that he and Linh know each other. So small world #1.

Through Phil I met Bao, who has become my very close friend here in Vung Tau, and through Bao, Thanh. Here is a pic of the three of us on the night that Vietnam beat Singapore in soccer.

Also there is Khoa in HCM City who is a long-time friend of Long back in Australia. And April who is living in Hanoi and working for Unifem - known April for many years now thanks to Long as well.

Mui Ne holiday

Mui Ne is an area that has grown as a holiday spot over the last few years. Now it's a very long stretch of guesthouses and resorts fronting a long beach between Phan Thiet city and Mui Ne fishing village. Properly speaking most of the resorts are not in Mui Ne but in Ham Tien, and there is a huge range in what is available price and facility wise.

Mui Ne is a surfer's beach rather than diving and snorkelling, and nowadays it's the kite surfing that people come for. We ended up staying past the Ham Tien area and Mui Ne village in the original resort area along a second beach. The red sand dunes were just up the road, and an international kite surfing area was down the beach.

David and I spent 2 nights at Nam Chau (5 continents resort) after a hiccup with the travel agent in Saigon (our advice - do not have anything to do with MTV travel. This has now been the experience of my friend Phil as well). Our first night was spent in Phan Thiet city. Ok the beach was opposite the hotel - just the wrong beach!! I think that the stay was long enough. Mui Ne is really a place to come and chill out - but it's not so great for swimming. There is a strong current running across the beach in front of the resort, but the water is warm and so long as you don't go out too far you can still have fun. The weather was great for the kite surfers the first 2 days! On Sunday morning the wind dropped and the sun came out.

This trip also reminded me that travel in Vietnam is exhausting! Motorcycles are still the principal form of transport, and although size is might on Vietnam roads, there is an optimum size for efficiency. Buses and coaches really exceeed it. What is marketed as a 3 hour trip routinely turns out to be 5 hours. One final pic for the record - this is one of the coach company employees. There was no room left for him to sit!