So, earlier this week I ventured out of the Ho Chi Minh City area, towards The Mekong Delta!!
Salutations |
It was me and three of my Saigon
friends, and we went with a tour company called TNK tours, it was
brilliant. A busload of about forty people from a variety of
countries - I spoke French with a girl from Paris and Finnish with a
girl from Espoo, had our first lunch with a pair of older Dutch
ladies, had fun chats with the Spaniards and the Malays (is that how
you spell someone from Malaysia?) and made good friends with two
lovely Israeli girls we spent time with later in Saigon as well.
Our tour guide was a star of a human
being called Mr Hai. He was hilarious. Best of Mr Hai:
“My name is Hai. You can call me Mr
Hai... or Mr Hello...”
(after we clapped him): “Because of
your beautiful claps, I don't need lunch... You make me full.”
(when AidZ wanted to drive the boat):
“You want to drive the boat? Ok, just let me get my family off...”
& when he was explaining that if
we don't “follow the handsome tourguide” (him), we may end up on
a ferry to Cambodia.
& his slogan: “No money no
honey”, said in a variety of interesting situations...
oh, AND, when he asked the bus load
at the beginning what was the “first thing they noticed/liked about
Vietnam”. “The people,” replied someone. “Ah yes, beef pho,”
said Mr Hai. (Ie., noodle soup. And he did actually hear wrong.
Bless.)
Ok, well, not so funny written down.
Lol. Sorry. But if you heard his ACCENT and his way of speaking, his
SARCASM, and the amount he spoke about his “family”. Family is
very important in Vietnam. At the end of the tour, however, we got
the honour of being called his “family”. Ah, bless you Mr Hai.
ANYWAYS. Our first stop was at this
gorgeous temple. My first temple, very exciting!
Hanging out with Buddha |
Second stop was a boat taking us to
Turtle Island (I think).
Even boat drivers must use their phones |
We also passed Dragon
Island and Unicorn Island. We were greeted by a gorgeous dog waiting
for us to dock, it was like being part of a very cheesy dog-centered
children's film. Lassie awaiting you with its hair (fur?) waving in
the wind. Adorable anyways. The whole trip was full of ADORABLE dogs.
And rest assured, none of them were lunch.
Greetings strangers |
Very pretty |
At this place you could have a free
lunch of pork and rice and veggies or pay ten dollars for the funky
fish. I don't think anyone chose the funky fish.
Mr Hai introducing the Funky Fish |
Next stop was THE KINGDOM OF THE
COCONUT, something Mr Hai was very enthusiastic about. Indeed it was
full of many very high exciting palm trees, though I don't think I
was able to enjoy it to the maximum due to Death by Heat. Have I
mentioned Vietnam is hot? Tropical, even? (I still enjoy describing
the weather, seemingly exaggerating, as 'tropical', till I realise
that wait, it actually IS tropical. Like, literally. Like, literally
literally.) I probably haven't, since I don't that often experience
it – I'm either at work or somewhere where you can easily go into a
cold air-conditioned shop/café/house. But, well, the boat had no air
con.
I've not often been on organised
tours, and the whole Kingdom of the Coconut bit was quite...
interesting. We went to see a 'local family' make their 'coconut
candies'. We crowded round them taking photos as if they were the zoo
animals I so often compare myself to, and then we could taste the
sweets and buy coconut sweets, or coconut whiskey, or coconut rum with
cobras and scorpions inside, or coconut chapstick, etc etc, from the
local family's local souvenir table. A very interesting and lovely
experience, but at the same time, haha, so TOURISTY.
Coconut candies being made |
Traditional Vietnamese island meets tourist needs |
...all I know is that they are fruit. |
(I am not necessarily one to
critisize tourists if you have a look at the hat I bought... which
was fun for a while, but then I decided I don't want to be THAT
touristy, so I left it 'accidentally' on the bus.)
Another attraction of THE KINGDOM OF
THE COCONUT was Coco the Miserable Snake. (I just named him.) Coco
the Miserable Snake lives in a box except for his probably rather
frequent outings of being draped over the shoulders of silly
tourists, and I doubt his life is included in the Top 10 most
exciting lives of snakes, and I did feel quite sorry for him. But,
well, I was tourist enough to want a photo with him. And Coco did
have a special affection for tourists, since it did start coiling
itself around me and took special interest in my armpit (maybe better
armpit than bum, as it was in my friend M's case). Mr Hai did
reassure us earlier that Coco “does not eat tourist meat”.
Me with Coco |
After Coco the Miserable Snake it was
time for Super Authentic Mekong Delta Experience Number 1, the little
boats through the little rivers. Like Venice except the surroundings
were slightly different. We had our own, erm, gondola, and our own
gondola chauffeur taking us down the canals of the Mekong Delta.
Gorgeous.
Then it was time to move on towards
our hotel destination, the town of Can Tho. Can Tho is comparable (in
my mind) to Bien Hoa, except instead of Bien Hoa's 99,99% Vietnamese
and 00,01% non-Vietnamese, Can Tho seemed to be like 35% Vietnamese,
65% tourists. Ish.
We visited the night market (I love
night markets. And markets here. The clothes are STUNNING. The only
reason I haven't bought any more is because I am so horribly bad at
making decisions I usually decide to leave with nothing.) and had a
relatively expensive Westerny dinner at a French restaurant – even
with a crepe for dessert! (AidZ had a formula called 'The Snake
Menu', which we all tried a bit. I can now say I have eaten snake.)
Snake spring roll |
Ice cream and chocolate crepe <3 |
The next morning breakfast was at the
nice fresh hour of 6.15am, ready to leave at 7am for our next
attraction. On a bit of a side topic, the Vietnamese have a very
different rhythm to us. Many wake up at 5am, and even at 6am
everything is in full order – streets full, food places open. This
is because when it gets to midday it is just too hot for anyone to
want to do anything, so everyone naps. It's not surprising to enter a
shop, or a market, and have at least one of the staff lying on the
floor in a corner napping. Xeom-drivers often nap on their bikes.
(Not while moving, ofc. Lol.) And the policy for hotels is that the
doors are locked at night with a member of staff sleeping in a put-up
bed, ready to wake up for the silly tourists who arrive after
midnight. In one of my hotels twice I had to climb over the spiky
fence to get into my hotel because no one heard my “hello?”-shouts.
Lol.
Green oranges outside our hotel |
ANYWAYS. Early start. Time to see
Super Authentic Mekong Delta Experience Number 2, the floating
markets!!
Half of us were lucky and got life jackets |
What is a floating market?
Well, a market that floats.
Ok, well, it isn't exactly a sight
you go see because of its beauty. It is a market. BUT ONE THAT
FLOATS. Ie. It consists of boats. We went round in a boat, all of us tourists, and there were boats everywhere, each selling some
produce – mostly fruit and veg, but there were also smaller boats
where the sellers sold lunch (noodles/pho) or drinks (iced coffee,
water, Coke etc). If you wanted to buy something they would, erm,
anchor your boat with a rope and then do business.
With a little boy as our server... |
A drinks boat came our way, I bought
an iced coffee (ca phe sua da in Vietnamese), probably my FAVOURITEST
(like, so favourite it needs to have bad grammar to accentuate it YOU
KNOW WHAT I MEAN?) consummation here. Maybe I can dedicate a blog
post to it. I probably won't though. Well, it's basically a glass
full of ice where you add a tiny bit of strong coffee and condensed
milk. HEAVENLY.
Then the pineapple boat came our way,
and that was definitely one of the highlights of the whole trip. You
could jump onto their boat and buy a lollipop-shaped pineapple they
carve specially for you. You eat it off a stick. Absolutely
brilliant. My mouth still has a little sore bit from Overdose of
Pineapple.
Note how his finger becomes the man at the back's legs... |
Good picture opportunities too,
though this one did not mean to have a random Italian guy in it... I
hovered nearby hoping he'd get the hint to move a bit out so I could
get my picture taken, but he didn't, and happily joined me in the
photo... If I actually knew him this could be my new facebook
profile...
Apparently some of the boats had
'eyes' painted on them to scare off crocodiles. That's all I'm gonna
say.
After the floating market we went to
the Kingdom of the Rice Noodle. (It wasn't actually called that, but
it was the Coconut equivalent.) Watching a 'local family' make
noodles. Interesting.
So many sleepy doggies <3 |
Om nom coconut drink |
WAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHhhhh |
The Fluffiest of Them All <3 |
Trying to help me open my water bottle |
Our final stop was at a
Barbecue-place. Not any old Barbecue though, but the menu was
Barbecued Frog, Barbecued Snake and Barbecued Rat. AidZ had a plate
of rat, enjoyed it so much he bought a second plate. I contented
myself with a plate of fruit.
Frying frogs and snake. |
My choice |
And then it was time to gradually
head homewards, boat and four-hour bus ride.
But not before buying, erm, coconut pancake stuff? SO GOOD |
The second fun day ended in Saigon
with me losing both my Pedicurginity AND my Manicurginity in the same
night...
Beauty Salon timeZzzzZzz |
Nails feat. Delta bracelet which I got down to 38,000 from 60,000 :) |
Followed by a nice dinner and drinks,
followed by a night in my beloved Green Suites Hotel (the hotel I
stayed at four weeks ago when I arrived...), followed by a breakfast
with ca phe sua da with THIS view. <3
Ah. |
An excellent weekend. :) (Well,
weekstart. Saturday and Sunday are do not fit the criteria of a
weekend.)
Now all I can say is...
Toi mun ma kai nai ve.
('I want to take this away' is the
translation but imagine it to be a fancy way of saying goodbye.)
Emmmmzzzzy
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PS. Thanks google maps and paint, here is a rough map version of where we went...
Admire the artwork please |
Brilliant blog, you had me laughing out loud (literally) several times. Excellent pix (some of which would look at home in National Geographic), and it seems a real cultural experience, even though you were tourists. Loved the hat too – you could have posted over here!
ReplyDeleteWere the market “stalls” at the floating market moving all the time, or did they generally sit in one place and wait for you to come to them? I guess your boat had eyes painted on it, since you don’t describe any close encounters with crocodiles…
lots of love, Zz
PS: Appreciated the map
The little boats selling refreshments and pho were moving, I dunno about the bigger ones actually...
DeleteYes, brilliant! I was sorry for the snake. I'm glad he doesn't like tourist meat. :) Did he feel dry rather than slimy?
ReplyDeleteWhy is the traditional Vietnamese hat touristy? All the Vietnamese people seem to wear such a hat - at least in the countryside - or am I wrong?
Saw any crocodiles?
It is interesting that you mentioned Mr Hai's sarcasm. Is that a common trait in Vietnamese people?
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Ummm! Snake was slimy!
DeleteThe traditional Vietnamese hat is not touristy for Vietnamese! However, however much I try I just can't pass as a local! But yes, loads of them wear them :)
No I didn't see any crocodiles, that's why I was a bit sceptic about the comment about them...
Nope, sarcasm is not common here. Or, well, maybe, but that's why I found him so hilarious, since it's not that common here!
xxx