Dec 15 Halong
Bay
We got picked up by Hung who worked for a tour company and
rode in a van with seven other people: a Chinese family from Malaysia (Koat, Wen Li and their four year old
daughter Joy) and a couple who teach at an international school in Malaysia ,
Rebecca (British) and Jorge. (Costa Rican) and a couple from Israel . We were
off to spend two days and one night on
The Carina, an all wood nine cabin boat in Halong Bay
with its beautiful limestone karsts.
Hung told us there are two types of people in Vietnam: the rich and
everyone else. The countryside was
beautiful. The road was congested with lots of tour buses going to Halong Bay.
It started as four lanes but once out of Hanoi we were down to two lanes making
for slow going. The entire four hour trip we saw small farms for agriculture (rice, bananas, and veggies)
cows, water buffalo, and family cemeteries in the fields.
experience. rival at the terminal, we had to wait about a half hour before the tender boats took us to our ship.
the delicious meals. After lunch on the boat, we got onto a smaller boat that was attached to the side of our boat and were taken to one of the 2,000 islands in the bay. There is no natural sand in Halong Bay, but the island had a nice sandy beach. All the sand was brought from some place else. We climbed a gazillion steps to the top where we got a spectacular view of the bay. Joy, the four year old and I struck up a conversation and latched onto one another. She was pure delight!
visit the Amazing Cave. Damn, more steps as the cave was half way up a steep cliff. I hate steps as my back muscles tighten up as I climb. Again Joy and I walked hand and hand. We were fast becoming dear friends. As we left the cave, hanging over the cave exit we noted what looked like petrified legs and boots hang from the cliff side.
Dec 16
The water on the bay was quite calm so no motion sickness.
And a long Van ride back to Hanoi.
We got back to the hotel around 5:00, took a shower, had
dinner around the corner in a little French café reminiscent of old Paris then headed to the train station around 9:00.
We were booked in a compartment with four beds: two up and two down.
Unfortunately Ron was up and I was down. But one of our bunk mates was a
professional guide heading to Sapa on a job. He was curious about the US and
Obama and we talked until bedtime which was early, I think about 9:30.
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