HANOI
, VIETNAM
February
26, 2001
A nice flight on Vietnam airlines brought us into Hanoi in the early evening
into an empty aiport. So the exchange booth was out of vietnamese Dong
and they closed just as we got there and in need of money for a taxi into
town. The pre-paid taxi booth of course was going to give us a horrible
rate if we didnât pay in dollars, so we had no choice. Took and hour to
get out of the parkinglot waiting to fill the minibus and got into the
Old Quarter part of the city in the dark and ended up chosing the hotel
we got touted into. Luckily we were able to share a big room with another
traveler from Germany and even had a bathtub. Couldnât resist that!
Hanoi, compared to Ho Chi Minh City, (3 years ago), was more mellow and
much prettier. In the Old Quarter, most of the building are 2-3 storied
French styled with high ceilings and balconies with lots of plants dangling
from the decorative iron railings. Lots of trees and few cars. But the
scooter are not going to stop when crossing the street. Hoan Lake was
near our hotel and made for a nice stroll in the evening. There was quite
a strong backpacker circuit of restaurants, hotels and tour offices north
of the lake. Everybody offered Singh Open Tours/Hanoi Toscero tours of
Perfume Pagoda, Halong Bay, Sapa etc· the list went on all the way to
Saigon. We jumped on the bandwagon and did the Halong Bay 3 day tour with
a challenging trek on Cat Ba National Park Island. Halong Bay was beautiful
ö explored only by boat, they are green covered rocky islands that shoot
straight up from the water. It looks as if long ago some volcanic erupsion
made these islands burst from th! e bottom of the sea, so no beaches.
You can even see the volcanic layers stacked diagonally creating a traceable
pattern from island to island. I think it has been compared to the misty
filled islands in China of similar formation. Our trek was vague at first,
but we chose the ãlong trekä which we found out very quickly was 6 very
sharp rocky hills up and down in a dense forest. Not many views on the
way, but our reward at the end was a lush rice patty valley surrounded
by these formations and a boat ride back to our hotel.
Exhausted, but ready for more, we did a museum tour-o-rama back in Hanoi
and saw the spookily preserved body of Ho Chi Minh in his mosaleum, his
museum (which was more like an interesting conceptual art exhibit mixed
with his history), his house on stilts; few days later the Army Museum
(formally called the American Museum), ãHilton Hanoiä (former prison made
by the French for Vietnamese revolutionaries and later for Americans),
Womenâs museum (including a tribute to women soldiers) ö I think that
is it. Got a good dose of military history from the Vietnamese perspective
of their long turburland fight for independence. On this side, the Vietnam
War is know as the "American War".
After doing a hill tribe trek in northwestern Vietnam (see later), we
did the Perfume Pagoda tour to the pilgrim site of a series of buddhist
cave shrines. Good 2hour hike up filled with families bringing religious
offerings of cooked chichens, fruits, lots of money and even Heineken
beers. An amazing site of so many people trying to get close to the shrines
or catch a drip of cave (holy) water from the high stalagtite roof above.
The highlight, though, was our tour lunch spot where a stuffed (ãtaxidermistä)
goat and hairy deer animal with a vietnamese bamboo conical hat on itâs
head were on display in front of the tables with whatever meat hanging
overhead. Luckily our meal had lots of tofu!
SAPA:
To break up our long stay in Hanoi, we went to Sapa for a highly recommended
trek by a long-haired red head from Alaska we met on a Myanmar trek in
Kalaw. Took the overnight tain and later we met a woman architect from
San Francisco on our bus from Lai Cai train station to Sapa town up in
the mountians 2hours away. The higher we drove, the foggier it got. Just
like home. So we got caught up on the latest SF news and dot.com fall
outs and found out we had mutual friends. It really is a small world.
We ended up doing a trek all together into the gorgeous valley meeting
Hmong, Red Zao, Day and and Tay tribes and stayed in their homes. Hmong
women, everywhere and VERY persistantly, try to sell to tourists their
natural indigo died clothing and ornamental garments which bleed their
color onto your sking when wet (which is all the time in the winter there).
They have this kind of sweet, funny, good-witch laugh that is funny at
first, but after the the20th offer while standin! in the rain, it was
too much. Saw a young girl in town with her indigo ãtribalä outfit on,
wearing black rubber goloshes, holding a chinatown style umbrella wearing
John Lennon shadded specs on. That made me do a double take. Had a great
trek with our guide Luan who had a great fun, perky and upbeat personality
(like most young women in Vietnam). Got a ride back on a small motorbike
through the dense slippery mud for an hour in the cold rain. Not helmut,
driver had flip-flops on and no gloves and handled the bike like it was
gliding on water (excpet for a few spots..) . Donât try this at home ö
these guys have been doing it this way since they were teenagers, actually
younger.
After developing head colds, we were ready to get warmer areas and start
heading south to Hue in the central region. Did the night slow train with
a family of 8 in a crammed compartment with lots of luggage and a baby
and a child and enough food to last their whole 44+ hour trip to HCMinh
City. Explored Hue city with our own cyclo driver for a few hours the
first day and signed up for the popular Singh tour of the Perfume River
that runs through the city. (Singh tours has basically monopolized on
the tour business in this country). Saw these lush green estates of former
emperors and their now mosaleumed buildings on beautifully landscaped
grounds with ponds and forests and very chinses styled archways and buildings
dotted all around. Took a day apart, and Jon did the DZM tour and I hung
out by the river munching on a makeshift sandwhich of local batter fried
banana in french bread and fresh pinapple. Explored the city a bit more
and getting ready to check out picturesque Hue and Hoi An, a fews hours
south.
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