And just a map so we can see where we are going...
Nearly ready to leave on this trip!
Bags packed, itineraries triple checked. \240To help you follow us - here is a map of the 5 countries to which we are travelling: \240Thailand, Myanmar (Burma), Laos, Cambodia and Vietnam.
5 days to go and then off to:
And we are off!
3 months of travel in south-east Asia, but first, we have to get there!
Flight 1: Winnipeg-Vancouver, 3 hours, Air Canada, leave 7:00 am on the 29th, 8:00 am -10 degrees.
Flight 2: Vancouver-Hong Kong, 14 hours, Cathay Pacific, arrive on the 30th at 5:30 pm, +27 degrees.
Flight 3: Hong Kong-Bangkok, 3 1/2 hours, Cathay Pacific, arrive on the 30th at 11:30 pm, +30 degrees.
Cathay Pacific airlines provides air travel with style: All the flight attendants are stunningly beautiful, smiling and very polite. \240We were given a printed menu and immediately sampled the airline’s own Hong Kong brewed pale ale named Betsy!
Ready to board at Vancouver airport
Smooth travel through security in Hong Kong and a stop in the airport lounge. We saw no riots or protests in the airport (relief for Kate: disappointment for Julie)!
And on to Bangkok! \240I slept most of the flight - landed 11:30 pm, November 30th to +30 degrees. \240Our promised hotel driver was a ‘no show’, so a ‘short distance’ taxi provides transport to the Paragon Inn, I want my bed!!!!
The day that didn’t happen...
Due to the weirdness of time travel, we arrived at midnight on the 30th of November in Bangkok (via Hong Kong) after leaving Vancouver at noon on the 29th of November.
Jet lag awaits...and then exploring begins!
Bangkok at night from the Chao Phraya River. \240We are in the most ‘travelled to’ city in the world!
1st day in Thailand
Awake at 8:30 am and it is 30 degrees.
Just a recover from jet lag, acclimatize to temperature, and get our bearings day!
I found the swimming pool and this is me for the day.....
Oh, and there is a shade garden and an outdoor bar.
Kate here adding to the Day 1’s notes. Delighted that Julie has set this all up and checking out the hotel’s, attention to detail, scene while I sleep off another long-flight edge.
Pool side now, warm breeze and a dip in order. \240Oh yes, and time for a beer. \240So good to travel with my beer drinking friend.
Getting the hang of things in Bangkok
29 degrees - 2nd day in Thailand and today we switch from the airport hotel, ‘Paragon Inn’ to downtown Bangkok, ‘Hints of Blue’ hotel. Bangkok, by the way, is a city of 7 million people!
This was our first real challenge of getting around in Thailand. Plus, we needed to find an ATM machine to get cash in Thai Baht currency and purchase a SIM phone card.
Getting into Bangkok was a 2-hour trip starting with a shuttle bus back to Suvarnabhuni airport. \240This time the airport had some familiarity and we quickly found an ATM, an AIS phone card booth and the train station for the airport link blue line. \240We managed the link train, a transfer to the underground train and then a 10-minute walk to the hotel pick-up spot for the tuk tuk shuttle.
A few interesting conversations along our travels: one with a Danish conspiracy theorist (I barely resisted the urge to shove him off the platform); a lovely man from Taiwan who helped us work out how to buy travel tickets and a Dutch couple travelling with a small baby.
We arrived at the hotel and it is lovely! We are here for 4 more days so can settle in. The hotel is more to the fashion of a New York loft - chic, lots of glass and very modern. It also has some idiosyncrasies. Our tiny balcony’s only access is through the back of the bathroom shower - seriously! Might prove interesting.
Also, Our room is directly under the rooftop swimming pool! \240Hope it doesn’t leak and maybe explains the concrete ceiling!
However, so far, my most favourite feature is a beautiful garden in which we will be served breakfast tomorrow.
Both of us are still suffering from jet lag and it is messing with our sleep and food habits. An afternoon nap was much needed and we now feel ready to adventure out and explore for the evening.
A tuk tuk will take us to the main road (about 700 metres) where we will start to explore.
Kate showing off the shower balcony.
View from the room - 7 floors up.
‘Venice of the East’
23 degrees (7 am); 29 degrees (4 pm)
The Chao Phraya river runs through Bangkok and provides a thriving commercial, tourist and transportation industry. It is a wide river with 9 main piers and boats are used as ferries - thus, the reference to ‘Venice of the east’. There are even Venice-like bridged across the feeder canals.
We decided to spend the day on ‘Hop on, Hop off, 4U’, which allows unlimited access on a water taxi-type boat all day for a princely cost of 200 baht ($8.75). What a good idea...once we worked out how to get there! We hopped on and off all day based on the attractions at each pier.
Some sights we saw on the river:
Note the tower with the LEGO-like block design.
Buildings old and new
Wat Arun - a Buddhist temple. Wat means temple.
Eclectic building design
Boats moored for the evening.
We hopped off the boat at Wat Arun to visit the temple. It is a magnificent building constructed in the 1700’s. The outside surface is laden with tiny porcelain tiles and sea shells previously used as ballast from boats travelling from China-Thailand. The staircases are incredibly steep and we saw many frightened tourists gingerly walking down sideways due to vertigo - or waiting paralyzed at the top due to fear.
Extraordinary tile work
The hop on/hop off boat was such a fantastic, restful and stress-free way to see a lot of Bangkok in a short period of time as well as being incredibly cheap!
Hair-raising Tuk Tuk rides through back streets of Bangkok
Well...where do I start...
Our intention was to visit 2 of the most famous sites in Bangkok, the Grand Palace and The Reclining Buddha. But, all streets and river access was barricaded off for a visit from the king and queen of Thailand. The sites were closed and we were stuck.
Fortunately, we were taken pity on by a series of middle-aged men who were obviously aghast at 2 western women attempting to walk through blocked areas under military presence! \240At some point a tuk tuk was negotiated! A tuk tuk is like a motorbike with seating for 2-4 passengers and a covered roof. \240They are cheap transportation with friendly drivers. \240We zoomed in and out of traffic, through back lanes almost too narrow to walk through. Traffic is crazy but there is no yelling, no horn honking - there is a mad, respectful organization to the crazy zooming.
We were dropped at a pier to hail a boat ride - however, not possible, and fortunately our tuk tuk driver was still there. \240We negotiated a ride to the Grand Palace, which we discovered was also still closed!
What we have discovered is that if we look slightly bewildered (default state), men will arrive instantly to attempt advice and give direction. Somewhere in the conversations a tuk tuk driver is hailed and once again we were off - zooming through streets, somewhat precariously, and breathing a lot of smoke, dust and generally polluted air.
Still, it was all very exciting and we saw a slice of real everyday life in the backstreets of Bangkok which we would never have seen otherwise.
We never did see the Grand Palace or the Reclining Buddha - but we did see the Standing Buddha and had interesting conversation with many men (where are the women?). \240The downside was that we inhaled a lot of diesel fuel smoke and likely shortened our lifespan by 5 years.
Inner courtyard behind the temple of the Standing Buddha...
Cycling and night markets in Bangkok
I will no longer cite the temperature as it is always around 30 degrees!
Breakfast in our lovely garden to begin the day.
Today, we met up with Kate’s young friend, Holly, who is teaching in Bangkok and knows her way around.
We decided to visit a green preserve with cycling paths for the afternoon. First we had to get there; this involved a taxi, a rusted out boat trip across the river and then negotiating bike rentals. We were issued standard 1930’s-era bikes and, with a few wobbles, we set off.
Apparently bike lanes are more of a suggestion than a reality and we shared right of way with scooters, motorbikes and cars. \240As we rode along, things became progressively busier - \240fortunately, no mishaps. \240We stopped along the way for coffee and a temple visit.
All in all, a lovely afternoon.
For our evening we visited a “night market” with vendors, food, lighting displays and a live band - all under a giant canopy.
Yummy pad Thai at the night market- 79 baht, about $3.50.
Our last night in Bangkok! Kub-coon-ka (thank you in Thai), Bangkok. Tomorrow we leave you.
Leave for Krabi
Today we leave our lovely hotel in Bangkok and travel to Krabi, a smaller town with a seaside and a 90-minute flight away. We are now at the end of week 1 of our trip and the learning curve has been steep, but now things are beginning to feel both easy and sort of, even, familiar.
Back we went to the airport - this time, Don Mueang airport. We had booked a hotel shuttle to pick us up on arrival in Krabi and, this time, the driver was there to meet us, holding up a sign from the hotel with our names. It felt magical!
The hotel is ‘Just Fine Krabi’. This time the hotel is basic - but we are paying 1/2 the price of our Bangkok hotel. It proved to be interesting:
Room 1: older decor but clean - however, the balcony door does not lock and the safe does not work. Back we went to the front desk. \240Given another room.
Room 2: balcony door and safe work - however, the fridge is leaking.
Being resilient and independent women we took it into our own hands.
Solution: we still had both keys so we raided room 1 and stole the fridge which was working (or, as Kate puts it “creatively exchanged”). \240A near mishap caused by uncontrollable giggling while carrying the fridge, was happily avoided!
Once settled, we walked out for dinner. There are 3 night markets here and, after the craziness of Bangkok, it is a small and manageable little town. We ate on the 2nd floor of a small restaurant, Tantawan Bar and Cafe, \240best meal so far! Dinner for 2 with beer for 480 baht (~$20).
Art work in Don Mueang airport...wandering around while waiting for the flight to Krabi...
Best meal so far - think it warrants a return visit.
We have 2 full days in Krabi before heading to the island of Koh Lanta where we have a bungalow on the beach of the Andaman Sea.
Krabi is known as a backpackers town, lots of hostels, certainly western tourists. It is hotter than Bangkok, more like 33 degrees and humid, but there is a gorgeous cool breeze. We are very close to a river which feeds into the Andaman Sea.
Today we arranged a boat trip of some islands - a whole day excursion, and arranged our transportation to our Koh Lanta hotel. With business finished, fruit and beer purchased (true necessities, of course!), we repaired to our hotel for afternoon siesta!
Huh, I didn’t even leave my neighbourhood!
Progressive name for a nail salon
Lunch from the fruit market
In the evening, we went to the night market to experience the culture, food and people.
On the water
Today we went on a Longtail boat tour of the Hong Islands in the Andaman Sea. We were picked up from the hotel by a shuttle bus at 8 a.m. and joined a group of 11 people - from Vietnam, Germany, Thailand, and Russia.
The islands were affected by the tsunami on December 24, 2004 where 4800 Thais and foreign nationals were killed. There are signs everywhere for tsunami evacuation.
A bit worrying!
The Andaman Sea is beautifully clear and the beaches are glorious. We stopped off at several beaches to snorkel, swim and explore - and were treated to a great Thai food lunch on the beach.
Striated limestone rock
Nopparat Thara National Park.
Lime green/blue striped fish - and wishing I knew how to scuba dive.
An unexpected visit from a Komodo dragon - about 1 metre long - our guide said he is a teenager! \240They are not poisonous (except for their saliva) and will not attack unless provoked. We did not provoke - but he caused quite a stir!
Clear, clear sea water...
More interest in the Komodo dragon...
To the island of Koh Lanta
We took a shuttle bus from Krabi for the journey to Koh Lanta - about 2 1/2 hours of highways, a ferry and a couple of small towns.
Driving in Thailand is on an anything goes basis - the only rules seem to be to drive really fast, weave in and out of traffic, and don’t actually hit anyone or anything.
The resort where we are is named Lanta White Rock - the owner, who is Thai is married to a Canadian who lives in Surrey/White Rock, BC. We have a bungalow with a gorgeous veranda under shady trees. And we are paying approximately $30 CAD each, per night!
Our bungalow on the left
We have a swimming pool...
And beach access just across the street...
And many delightful and interesting eating choices...
Outdoor restaurants line up along the beach - deck chairs are filled from 5:30 pm on, for cocktails and sunset watching. \240The sun drops very fast but is glorious - sets at 6:10 just now. So strange to be on a warm beach and have such an early sunset.
Not a bad view!!!
The sea water is warm, clean, relaxing. I think we are in paradise!
To the beach or to the swimming pool?
That, is the question! \240I could easily spend a month here - truly relaxing.
First, a 6:45 am walk and explore on the beach.
The off to breakfast. Many breakfasts are buffet-style, offering traditional American breakfast, but also fruit and yoghurt, pad thai, often soup, chicken, ham and sausage. Thailand loves sausages which looks more like weiners - although I’m assured they do not taste like weiners. True to form, I am not eating them. There is enough fish and seafood, vegetables and fruit to satisfy. \240I am sure, though, by the end of the trip, I will be begging for a hamburger!
Beer. Almost all beer is lager and not my favourite ales, however, I am having no difficulty sampling all available, several times a day - after all, we need the fluid intake!
Walked into town for some shopping, booked a Thai massage for tomorrow and back to the swimming pool. We cleaned up for our ritual sunset walk on the beach, and then ponder the daily question, where do we want to have dinner?
Morning walk on the beach, yes, before 7 am, really!!! 10,000 steps in by 10 am.
Kate pondering sunset and the state of the universe - then, what’s for dinner. No alcohol here, as we are in a halal restaurant.
Paradise? Except for the lack of beer!
Dinner tonight - fish, jacket potato and greens - wonderful and spicy.
Now for the beer and the sunset. Kate in the 2nd deck chair from left, enjoying both.
Our favoured spot for the evening
A poi performance for our entertainment.
What a glorious day!
More beach, more pool, more veranda - and a massage
Today is our last full day here, more’s the pity! Wonder if they would employ us to clean rooms or something?
It is easy to while away the time on the veranda, or the pool, or the beach. There is a wonderful breeze off the Andaman Sea to provide relief from the heat; trees and shrubs are glorious, my house plants would be happy here.
Started out with an early walk on the beach and a lovely conversation with a Dutch couple, Petra and Roberto. Petra recounted her diving accident which landed her in an ICU for a week. She was released yesterday and here she is walking the beach today and looking ‘absolutely fabulous’. Stopped for breakfast on the beach.
Koh Lanta has, what seems, a substantial Muslim population - many halal restaurants and small shops. Every day, there are 5 Islamic ‘calls to prayer’, beginning at 5:45 am. They are called ‘adhan’, sung by a man, broadcast over a loud speaker. The ‘call’ is beautiful in the most haunting, moving way. I would like to investigate the mosque.
Everyone seems to co-exist in complete harmony here. Fortunately, Ko Lanta is not the party island that Phuket and Phi-Phi are - but it is obvious that tourism is the main occupation. \240Apparently, tourism has slowed dramatically this year, particularly from Sweden where many direct cheap flights were available. \240We were told that many Swedes are choosing not to fly and, instead, visit train-accessible countries, such as Spain, due to climate change concerns.
To say this was fabulous is to understate. It is performed quite differently than the Swedish massage that we are used to. The Thai technique uses acupressure, body and joint manipulation and energy flow. Kate and I felt totally refreshed and energized - the practitioners were so gentle in manner, so precise in their movement and fierce in the amount of pressure applied. \240The experience, overall, was delightful along with some moments of near agony. We took ourselves across the street to refresh with a fruit smoothie.
Then back to our bungalow for swimming, shower and to the beach to stroll, watch the sunset and tonight’s question, “where shall we eat?”.
Our lovely smoothie maker...
Margaritas on the beach...
All set up to view the sunset...
Julie trying for a good shot...
Sunset at full moon...
The view from a deck chair while enjoying a lime margarita...
How beautiful is this...snow and ice and sub-zero temperatures seem a very long way away!
Last morning in Koh Lanta
Back to the beach at 7 am, walked the full length, dipped in the sea and went for breakfast - once more a buffet which could easily double as dinner - who knew breakfast has salad, desserts and soup? I am missing cheese, though! Not readily available in Thailand.
Back to the bungalow for a nice relax on our shady and breezy verandah, then packing, another dip in the pool - and, alas, we check out and take the shuttle minibus, once more, back to Krabi.
We are going back to our previous hotel even though it was interestingly challenged. It is such a great location and hopefully our air conditioner works!
Last morning walk - and breakfast on the beach.
And then back to Krabi to our fabulous restaurant for one more fantastic dinner. \240This time our room was on the newly renovated 3rd floor - where everything works and everything is new and beautiful! \240Why didn’t we know this the first time we stayed here...
Last look at our lovely breakfast patio in Krabi - leaving Thailand part one. \240We will be back - after Myanmar!
Travel day. Taxi to Krabi airport, check-in, reorganize checked baggage as we are overweight from doing a bit too much shopping, board the plane and off we go to Bangkok. \240
Negotiating airports is no small feat \240- we had to change to the international terminal in Bangkok as we are flying to Yangon, Myanmar by a different airline, Thai Air Asia. Myanmar requires a visa so we had to go through passport and border control and, again, through security.
Now, we are sitting in the airport priority lounge enjoying wine and fabulous food - and Kate is having a neck massage.
This is all a bit nice! \240I have set an alarm as we are worried we will miss our flight!
Going to Myanmar is a highlight of this trip for me. I have been reading about Aung San Suu Kyi (state counsellor of Myanmar) as she testifies at the International Court of Justice in The Hague. I wonder what we will see while there and how to ask questions in a careful and respectful way. I have promised Kate that I will not get us arrested.
All smooth on the flight to Myanmar, managed passport control and immigration and, as promised, our guide, Dickie, and driver, Sunny, were at arrivals to pick us up. We stopped at the ATM machine to take out Burmese currency, $1 CAD=1145 Kyat. Myanmar does not allow the use of debit cards so all transactions are via credit cards, including cash withdrawals.
Dickie is with us for 2 days to escort us everywhere. He is absolutely charming and delightful and speaks excellent English. His grandfather was English, came to Burma during WW2, stayed, married and had a Burmese family, thus Dickie inherited his name!
Yangon surprised me. It is very modern, has a definite colonial feel (after all, it was a British colony from 1824-1948) and looks more affluent than Thailand.
Our hotel, named ‘Cloud 10’ is a lovely old hotel with beautiful gardens both in a courtyard and on a rooftop. We ate dinner in a restaurant just a few minutes away. It looked quite posh, was filled with young Burmese and we had no idea at all what dinner might cost. Strangely, for our first meal in Myanmar, we chose to split a hamburger and potato wedges (perhaps too much Thai food after all!). \240Delicious, especially with a Myanmar beer. The total bill was 14,300 kyat ( that is $6 each in Canadian money).
Myanmar beer and roasted, salted beans - delicious.
The Onyx restaurant - just down the road from Cloud 10 hotel.
Kate here: There is a nod to the Christmas season, after all, in this predominantly Buddhist country. We’ve seen tree-shaped lights.
A Doha is a spontaneous poem. Here is my Doha #1
to know that which you didn’t know, \240 \240 \240 \240 \240 \240 \240 \240 \240 to walk in comfort and discomfort, \240 \240 \240 \240 \240 \240 \240 \240 \240 \240 to feel the space around the moments, \240 \240 \240 \240 \240 \240 to laugh at the mind that grabs.
Seeing the sights in Yangon
We start the day with breakfast in the beautiful garden before pick up by our guide, Dickie, and driver, Sunny.
Breakfast terrace at Cloud 10 hotel, Yangon
The garden living wall. \240Gardens everywhere - I approve!
In planning this trip, we had a bit more concern about travelling in Myanmar due to ongoing political and military conflict, and because few western travellers visit. So, we decided to book a 2-week private guided tour with Khiri Travel company which includes hotels, all transportation, a guide and a driver. \240The cost was about $2500 CAD.
What a good idea this was - we will see and do far more than we could possibly do on our own. \240However, we could not have anticipated how busy we would be, how much we would see and do and how exhausted we would feel (mostly due to the heat and sun). \240 But, in return, we are seeing the real people of Yangon and how they live and work as well as the sights.
Here are the highlights from only our first day::
1. \240Walking the streets and visiting the market.
This was like entering a doorway to 50 years ago and we truly had to pinch ourselves. \240All felt magical.
Young monks with ‘Buddha’ bowls - restaurants happily donate food to the young boys. Many are orphans wh are cared for and educated by the monasteries.
Men and women wear traditional dress - the longyi - a wraparound skirt - instead of trousers. \240Modesty is de rigeur in Myanmar and foreign visitors are expected to respect this cultural norm. It was actually lovely to see both women and men in traditional dress - they wore the longyi so well and with such grace and elegance. \240It certainly helps that almost everyone is slender.
Many of the women wear a face paint paint, called thanaka, on their cheeks - it is considered very popular and stylish - we see it everywhere. Thanaka is a creamy yellow and used as a skin whitener, sunscreen and decoration. Some of the younger girls draw creative designs. We only saw thanaka in Myanmar, nowhere else in SE Asia.
2. The Shwedagon Pagoda
The pagoda dominates the skyline of Yangon and has existed for 2500 years; it has been much restored, refurbished and rebuilt along the way. \240Foreigners are charged admission but those who are Burmese can visit with no charge. Somehow, this just feels right! The pagoda is beyond amazing - I cannot do any description justice, so can only provide photos.
Inside the pagoda are many small shops and fortune tellers. Fortune tellers are very popular, birthdates and the day of the week on which a person is born are significant for personality, health and fortune. \240We actually visited one as part of our tour with Dickie.
On the Road to Mandalay (with apologies to Rudyard Kipling)
Apparently, the road to Mandalay in Kipling’s poem refers to the Ayarwaddy River and not an actual road (this according to our Burmese guide).
We arrived early morning by plane from Yangon and were picked up by our guide for the next 3 days, Zani, equally as charming as Dickie. I am now convinced that a guide and a driver is the way to go
Straight away we went walking on the U-Bein bridge, built in 1850, and at 1.2 kilometres long is thought to be the longest bridge in the world built out of teak. To say that this bridge would not pass code in Canada is an under statement! Magnificent views though.
View from the bridge
Then we were shown the industry of the area. Probably the best thing about taking a tour is being able to see how people live and work. Outside of Yangon, there are very few westerners and we were greeted with both curiosity and generosity.
Fantastic puppet display
Buddha sculptures - building casts, building with bronze - some take 12-18 months to complete. I bought a bronze wind chime to hang in my garden.
Intricate wood carving
Zani telling Kate one of his wonderful stories about life in Myanmar.
Then a trip to another pagoda:
And then, at the end of today’s tour, we drove \240 along a road where many people lived in bamboo shacks with no plumbing and cooked communally at open fires. \240We were so aware of the wide divide as we, as tourists of the first world, were driven in an air conditioned car to a lovely hotel with a swimming pool, a luxurious room and a roof top bar with a fabulous view of the sunset.
We feel fortunate and privileged to have these experiences. We are acutely aware of the very thin line that separates our lives.
Meditation, Nuns, Monasteries and a horse and cart
We started the day with a trip to a monastic centre, high up in the hills outside of Mandalay, to learn the art of meditation. Under the direction of 2 nuns, one aged 67 and one aged 26, we sat on the floor for an hour and meditated - an interesting experience.
Feeling now quite calm, we visited a local nunnery and met some young students in the midst of studying for exams. The girls were so delightful, some very shy and others curious, gregarious and eager to try their English skills with us.
This young student was particularly delighted to chat with us.
Walking in the town of Sagaing brought interesting sights, such as rice noodles drying on racks.
Then a trip across the river to the island of Inwa in a very if-fy boat...
A very delicious lunch...
A ride in a rickety horse and carriage...
A stop for a parade...
A visit to some ancient Buddhist temple ruins...
And the usual pontificating men on the if-fy boat ride back across the river...
The road from Mandalay to Salay
Leaving Mandalay we ventured on a journey into rural Myanmar and here we see a very different way of life. Many people farm and sell their produce in small village markets; very little is exported to other countries.
On the 3-hour drive from Mandalay, we travelled along highways with frequent toll booths whenever we crossed over to another region.
We stopped along the way to visit an archeological site - beautifully excavated and restored. The site was discovered when a cow disappeared into a hillside. The cowherd discovered a cave and some artifacts, contacted the authorities and this prompted an exploratory dig and, ultimately, the restoration of the site. Many significant sites are not well-maintained, but this site, in Kyaukse, is pristine.
Three layers of Buddha statues were discovered, from the 11th, 12th and 14th centuries. The latest Buddha is on the outside, the earliest on the inside - similar to a ‘Russian doll’.
Another stop was a visit with a friendly monk who delighted in showing us Buddhist texts 400 years old.
And a visit to the Yote Sone monastery which has beautiful 19th century wood carvings.
And then on to Salay (a town of about 125,000 people) to our abode for the next 2 days - and a goodbye to our guide, Zarni and driver, Niyni.
The Salay River View Inn is owned by a doctor (who is also the gardener) and managed by his wife.
Our terrace on the 2nd floor
The most beautiful gardens...
And, of course, the requisite sunset...
Off the beaten path...literally...
We started the day with a boat trip across the river to Padaytharkyan village and a walkabout. We saw workers harvesting vegetables and crops which they sell in the Salay street markets. \240Myanmar exports very little but is well able to sustain its own population.
Scenes from the village...
We visited a school - these are kindergarten children. \240
We then went mountain biking with our guides, Saw and Ayndria, who kept us safe while dodging motorcycles and negotiating sand roads. \240Visiting temples by mountain bike has a curious charm.
Our lovely gracious guides
Workers sifting sesame seeds from the plants stalks in the temple grounds.
We met a lovely English woman, Lucy, at the hotel who lives in Florence, Italy. We shared travel stories over dinner - Kate and I are salivating about a return trip to Florence!
This is our last night at the Salay River View Inn and we will be so sad to leave - we could easily have stayed a few more days.
E-biking through villages
... except...we didn’t.
I thought e-bikes were bicycles with small ancillary motors. \240They are not, e-bikes are small scooter motorcycles. Tun, our guide, made an executive decision that Kate and I were not good candidates for scooters - in fact he did use the word ‘unsafe’. Mountain bikes were issued instead.
Off we went, on the mountain bikes, to look closer at the temples and some we were able to enter. \240Temple etiquette is to remove shoes and socks and cover up bare shoulders and knees. \240This requires appropriate clothing be brought along on any visit.
Evening was a private boat ride to watch the sunset on the river - with Mandalay Rum and fruit juice cocktails - very nice!!! \240And I don’t even like rum!!
The Bagan area was granted UNESCO World Heritage Status in the summer of 2019 - largely due to the preservation of a large number of \240ancient temples from the 11th - 14th centuries. \240Some were damaged by earthquakes in 1975 and a 6.8 magnitude quake in 2016 which affected 400 of the area’s 4000 temples. Because of the historical significance of the Bagan temples, money has flowed in from the Myanmar government and UNESCO to make \240major repairs.
We were able to see these beautiful sites by old-fashioned horse and cart as the sun was setting over the temples. \240The craftsmanship is magnificent and the shadows and colours by sunset, glorious.
Beautiful Ananda temple
Hot air balloons at sunrise
The morning began very early as we rode a tuk tuk out to a viewing site to watch the sunrise over the temples and the launching of 20 colourful hot air balloons. The air balloon business has been popular in Bagan for the last 20 years or so, and is a big moneymaker. \240The trip lasts 1 hour and costs $300 U.S. The launch happens every day, unless bad weather, \240and each ballon can carry 12 people - so someone is making $72,000 per day!
Needless to say, we chose not to ride in the balloons and took photographs instead.
First, the sunrise over the pagoda...
Then, the balloons launch into the sky...
Kate captured this amazing shot of one of the balloons and a pagoda in perfect silhouette. \240Sunrise and sunset are almost spiritual experiences in this country and both tourists and locals turn out to watch in wonder daily. \240
We were blown away, quite literally, and it was still only 7:30 in the morning!
29,000 steps of trekking
And, I think they were all a steep uphill ... certainly felt like it was. We were picked up from Heho airport by our guide A.P. for a trek in the mountains - along with a mountain guide and a cook. \240The trek was tough going, to put it mildly.
A.P., our guide and translator; our mountain guide and our chef extraordinaire! Lovely, gentle gentlemen.
The end goal of this 6 1/2 hour, mostly uphill hike was a monastery where we were staying the night (hmmm!!!!). I made sure to check with the guides that the next day was mostly downhill!!
We saw some lovely sights on the way. Many of the villagers had seen few, if any, westerners - and women with grey hair hiking were quite a novelty.
Our intrepid guides likely discussing what to do with us!
Along the way, we saw these beautiful children...
Tea plantation - growing on mountain slopes.
Women sorting tea leaves. Green tea leaf salad is a Myanmar favourite. It is marinated and served with tomatoes and peanuts. Really delicious!!!
Overnight at the monastery was an ‘experience’! \240Only 2 monks were actually living there, 1 very friendly, the other highly suspicious of us. \240I stupidly asked if they had internet. \240Apparently not! They also did not have indoor toilets, showers or sinks. \240This was a definite challenge for me - Kate loved it!
Inside the monastery we had a small room divided by a curtain from the shrine room. There was a large Buddha lit up with bright flashing lights. \240The friendly monk was watching football on the sports network with about a dozen village boys.
After a delicious dinner cooked by our chef, and a last (I hoped) visit to the outside loo, we went to bed on mattress pads with multiple blankets on the floor.
The boys continued watching football on the other side of the curtain. Kate wondered when they might go home; I wondered if the Buddha would get turned off.
We slept like logs - but I was glad to be leaving the next morning!
How many men does it take...
to help Kate on the steep downhill trek? \240Answer is 3!
Kate’s knee was giving her grief on the steep and rocky trek down, so our 3 minders jumped into help! \240All was well when they arranged the pick-up by our \240driver a little earlier than planned.
Once more, we had to say goodbye to this team of \240wonderful ambassadors of Myanmar and off we went to our next stop at Inle Lake.
Inle Lake is the resort and holiday area of Myanmar. The lake covers 118 square kilometres, situated in the Shan province of Myanmar, between 2 mountain ranges. It is relatively shallow freshwater lake and has great fishing.
We are staying at the Blue Vanda hotel - in an absolutely beautiful large room with a tropical garden. We have our own bungalow with a balcony which looks out on the garden.
Our tropical garden - from our bungalow verandah...
Blue Vanda hotel reception...
The wonderful staff - Santa is on the left...
Our bungalow and veranda...
The garden pathway to our door...
Biking, boating and shopping
We have had spotty internet so I’m attempting to catch up the posts - bear with me!
On our 2nd day in Inle Lake we were met at the hotel by Aljue, a 2nd cycling guide and mountain bikes. \240Off we cycled to see the sights of the town, the neighbouring villages, farms and the river. \240The day was organized around hop on/hop off bike and boat touring. \240Cycling in town is always a challenge with many motorbikes, cars, buses, and anything else remotely motorized. There is much honking of horns but honking is used very differently here - it is a friendly gesture to let the other driver know of your proximity - not at all a “f... you, get out of my way”!
Cycling was a lovely way to see the rural areas and the variety of crops and produce - and the always smiling people.
Our lovely guides...
Water buffalo along the road...
Water buffalo-minder shed...
Houses in, and around, the lake on stilts...
Village mailbox situated in the river...
After lunch in a village restaurant, we went shopping - travelling by boat to villages specializing in silversmithing nd lotus and silk weaving workshops. We saw magnificent workmanship and skill - and, of course, were delighted to buy some beautiful products. Thank goodness Kate forgot she was carrying a credit card and we could only spend cash! The silk and lotus cloth was so very beautiful. Lotus cloth is spun from threads inside the stems of the plant and is a luxurious fabric.
We travelled back home by boat across the lake just as the sun was setting, quite fatigued from the cycling and all we had seen and experienced.
We arrived back at the hotel to find a lovely surprise - Santa had found us in Myanmar!
Santa was the hotel manager - inside were lovely shawls. We were touched by such heartfelt sentiments from the hotel staff!
Christmas Day in Inle Lake, Myanmar
And we are off to a cooking class...we have to walk there, but never fear, Kate has a map and a sense of direction!
A group of 10 tourists met at the appointed spot and we were whisked away by ‘Lesley’ to the market to buy our food. The group was comprised of travellers from Switzerland, France, Austria, Quebec, Belgium and Hong Kong.
We repaired to the cooking school, agreed on the menu, and assigned ourselves to a main dish and a side dish.
And we started cooking - with the help of Lesley and Sue and their staff. \240It was great fun. \240My dishes were tomato salad - which has spices and a peanut sauce, and a prawn curry. Kate made pumpkin curry and an eggplant salad. \240All looked and smelled delicious!
‘My’ tomato salad...
Prawn curry coming up...
Kate making eggplant salad...
And pumpkin curry...from Kate
Steaming the fish...
Steamed dumplings in banana leaves...
And then we shared a fabulous lunch that none of us could believe we had created!
Lesley, our chef/instructor is on the right. Ben, on the left, is from Quebec - and works in the film industry.
All in all, a very unconventional and lovely way to spend Christmas Day, learn some new techniques and eat absolutely scrumptious food!! And no turkey in sight...
End of Myanmar tour - overnight in Yangon
Our last day in Inle Lake at our lovely hotel. We are enjoying a leisurely pace before breakfast and packing up for yet another travel day. We overnight in Yangon at Cloud 10 hotel with the gorgeous tree house garden, where I got at least 300 mosquito bites! That was before we became diligent with bug spray. Mosquitoes are smaller and silent here and we felt no bites, heard no buzzing - very different from the Winnipeg.
We flew out from Heho airport - very tiny. The experience of taking a flight is quite different in this part of the world - passengers for all flights crowd the gates and it becomes a guessing game for whether this is the right flight or not. Maybe another passenger will know, maybe they won’t. It all seems to work, though, because we have not been on the wrong plane yet! \240Heho airport felt and looked more like the Winnipeg bus station.
A driver met us at Yangon airport - we will miss this ease of travel which makes all things so easy. Out once more for dinner to the snazzy restaurant down the street which could fit quite nicely into Winnipeg downtown.
We had a marvellous conversation with a couple at the next table, from Belgium, also staying at our hotel. They were embarking on the same tour of Myanmar that we were just finishing. Yves and Katrina recounted some amazing travel adventures and we wished we had met them sooner.
Photo with our new friends back at the hotel lobby...
Back in Thailand again
Travel day, so pack and repack. Funny thing, our bags are getting heavier and more full!!! Those dreaded shopping markets - so much for my commitment to not buying; Kate had no such commitment!
We were delivered to Yangon airport by our last driver - and our last look at Myanmar. I would recommend travelling here in a heartbeat. \240Such lovely, open and warm people - so much to see and do. \240The country is still quite unspoiled and provides a big adventure.
We landed in Chang Mai - and immediately the difference is palpable between Myanmar and Thailand. \240There is far more noise and obvious commerce in Thailand.
Kate had downloaded an app widely used in Asia called ‘Grab’ and eagerly tried it to find us a taxi to the hotel. After a few hiccups we were whisked away, in our ‘Grab’, to our home for the next 7 days, the M5 Hotel - brand new and ultra modern!
Settling in for a week in Chang Mai
After 2 weeks of a very fast-paced tour, we are feeling quite tired. I think Chiang Mai will provide time to recover, relax and reorganize ourselves.
First order of business - find breakfast as there is no restaurant in the hotel. We found a good place, Archer’s, run by an ex-pat Brit who has been here for 10 years.
Second order, laundry. We had lots - in fact, just about everything we own. We found a laundromat, worked out how to use it - bought detergent and changed notes for the appropriate coins (20 baht or about $1 per load).
Yes, the laundromat is outside on the sidewalk! \240We started our washing machine loads, and only because we had to keep an eye on it, we were ‘forced’ to watch it from the bar across the street! Of course, we took the opportunity to share a Singha beer!
Oh, to have clean clothes has never felt so good!
After depositing the clothes back at the hotel, Kate spent some time on the hotel rooftop writing emails and I had a lie down due to a bit of a cold bug I’m fighting.
After sunset (6 o’clock...always the same time, year round) we went for 1/2 price cocktails (lime margaritas) at Archer’s, where we were for breakfast. Looks a little different at night!
Just a nice, normal Saturday in Chiang Mai, Thailand.
See updated post on December 22nd
Women’s Correctional institution Massage Centre
The massage centre runs a training program for female inmates to provide job opportunities when the women are released. My first thought, once there, was that these women did NOT look as if they had ever seen the inside of a prison! My second thought was, what the heck had they been convicted of! However, after our previous massage in Koh Lanta, we were willing to take the risk.
Kate chose a head, neck and foot massage; I chose a traditional Thai massage. My 85 lb masseuse told me to let her know if she was hurting me too much!! \240Wow, it was wonderful. Once more I felt pounded, pummeled and stretched into a relaxed state! I think I might be spending a bit of every day at the women’s prison!!
On the walk home from the massage, while looking down at the uneven sidewalk, I saw rather large claws poking through the sewer grate. A momentary panic hit, I jumped into the street and yelled ‘rat’ at Kate. \240From here on I am avoiding walking on, or looking at, sewer grates!
Sunday evening night market - packed with people and very popular.
Back to prison
We enjoyed yesterday’s massage so much, we went back today for a facial scrub and massage.
Kate looking relaxed and delighted after her massage.
For the afternoon, I stayed at the hotel to rest (definitely feeling under the weather) and then read upstairs on our rooftop garden.
I wanted to use the pool but it is in the shade and not heated - and, after all, it is winter in Thailand so the temperature is only 29 degrees during the day.
Kate went off to explore the town and discovered a temple, Wat Phra Singh Waramahavihan built in 1345. Although under renovation, it was worth the visit.
New Year’s Eve - Chiang Mai style!
New Year’s Eve
Throughout the week, Kate has asked everyone we have met to tell us where to be for the best New Year’s Eve experience. She received as many different responses - ranging from “lanterns everywhere” to “nothing happens at all on December 31 - celebrations were in November”! \240However, Kate will not be undone when it comes to celebrating the New Year nor will she miss a big party with lots of people. So, we set off to find the party!
At 8’oclock, the streets were full of people, cars, bikes and scooters. Vendors were out in full force and we could see the lanterns being released into the sky. Lanterns were on sale everywhere for 40 Baht ($1.75). They are rice paper with lit kerosene candles at the bottom. Sounds safe, right?
Votive-lit peace sign!
We saw some other sights along our walk through the swarms of people.
And, finally, we ended up back on our rooftop patio with a midnight snack of burritos (from a Mexican food street vendor who came highly recommended) and a Singha beer from the liquor store (which is 7-Eleven in Thailand - I am not kidding).
We shared a lovely conversation with a young Chinese man, who is a policeman in Guangzhou - just north west of Hong Kong. He was eager to communicate in English and just a delightful young man. I so wanted to ask him what he thought of the riots in Hong Kong - but I didn’t do it!
We saw the New Year in, Thailand style, from a rooftop in 24 degree weather, with thousands of lanterns flying in the sky and fireworks being set off everywhere!
A walk and a park
(Kate’s day out while Julie sick)
New Years Day 2020 - mid afternoon, time for a walking adventure.
Once more I was scouring the map of Chiang Mai’s ‘old city square’ and this time, noticed a green space in the North West corner. The walking directions said 24 mins. I had a couple of hours to let Julie rest and read and exploring on foot for a holiday afternoon...what could be better?
I’d stroll through the soi/lanes and some main roads. This was the time to practice a new skill - “GPS Walking” which I could now do as I proudly owned my first SIM card! The solo jaunt would be worry free and confidence was boosted.
Jan. 1 is a much quieter day in this touristy town than the hoopla week leading up to it. For some of the lanes I didn’t see anyone and then another traveller or two, a child on a bike, a family sitting down for their afternoon meal and of course, a scooter or two would suddenly appear. I did hear music at one point and when I reached the corner, there were 8 men and a woman at their gathering spot, karaoke machine warming up. We shared a little swaying dance while I took a video and some pics, all to everyone’s great pleasure.
There were many “Kodak moments” and the information that a multitude of temples and pagodas abound, became ever evident.
I had quite heated up after 35 mins. and a wave of relief and gratitude rushed in as I stepped into the picturesque park setting and headed for the shade. A pit stop for some much needed salty chips and 3 attempts to find ‘just the right spot’ finally had me sitting on a bench next to a pond and white concrete bridge. Perfect.
Looking around the amenities came into focus: fountains; benches, structures and hills of green, to rest upon; trees, flowers, pigeons and koi; and enjoying it all - lounging folks of the world. I ate chips, sat still, contemplated the scenes and eventually wrote some poetry.
A walk to a park, a spot to sit and just be - a good way to say, “Hello” to a New Year.
...just the basics...
A palace garden, a temple and an Irish pub
Today, I am mostly recovered and we visited the beautiful gardens attached to the Bubing Palace, the \240Royal Winter Palace when the royal family visits the northern province of Chiang Mai, or when foreign dignitaries visit. We were part of a small group tour which we arranged at a travel agency in Chiang Mai.
The palace was at the top of a very scary and steep drive up a mountain. The road had a double yellow centre line the entire way but, again, this line offered merely the suggestion that there should be no passing. Our driver did not heed the suggestion!
We could not visit the residences (built in 1961) but could visit the beautiful royal gardens filled with species not native to Thailand. The thousands of roses, hollyhocks, honeysuckle vines and ferns were glorious.
The rules for entry to the palace gardens were interesting! There was a well-armed military checkpoint, young male soldiers, with guns, who checked our skirt length (and that our shoulders were covered) and then pointed to 2 young women (part of their entourage) as examples of appropriately attired women!!!! I was ‘appropriately’ attired - but I bristled! However, I really wanted to see the rose gardens - so this was no time to stand on principle!!!!
And they did not disappoint.
One of the royal residences.
Hollyhocks and roses...
After the palace, we headed back by bus to the Doi Suthep Temple. It was commissioned by the king in the 14th century and is one of the most beautiful temples in northern Thailand. Because of the mountain location, the views are stunning. We travelled up by cable car but walked down the 360 steps to the bottom.
Glorious bougainvillea tree
At the bottom of the 360 steps from the temple - note the cobras which serve as railings!
And for our last night in Chiang Mai we decided to do something really different - and chose an Irish pub with a lovely outdoor terrace. \240At the end of the day, Kate and I can always be relied upon to find a good pub!!
Bus travel to Chiang Rai
We packed up to leave Chiang Mai and our lovely hotel M5. It is always hard to leave each place - we so enjoy the incredible friendliness and service of each hotel. \240Most hotel staff have graduated from post-secondary institutions in hotel management. \240All of S.E. Asia depends heavily on developing the tourism industry.
Next adventure was to take the bus through the mountains for 150 km to Chiang Rai. We took the Green Line bus, air-conditioned and super comfortable. Our reserved seats cost 280 baht ($13) and we made ourselves comfortable for the 3-hour drive. We didn’t quite anticipate the under-construction state of the highway but, nevertheless, we saw a national park and some rural towns.
On arrival at Chiang Rai bus station, we found a tuk tuk to carry us and our luggage to our nearby digs for the next 4 days, Bann Thawan Hostel and Spa. \240Our room does not quite have the luxury and convenience of our previous hotel, but the location is proving fantastic. Directly across the street is a green space housing a massive flower festival and we are just a street away from a large market area.
We quickly checked out the flower festival. \240Every centimetre of space has been utilized to display flowers, including the 4 metre high walls.
And then time to explore the streets of Chiang Rai and find a good place to eat.
Japanese-inspired lighting on a side street.
A trendy looking view
And the very charming place we settled on which had excellent food.
A major reason for staying in Chiang Rai is to visit the three coloured temples - the Blue, the White and the Black. Tomorrow’s goal is the Blue Temple
The Blue Temple
And this is why it is called the Blue Temple...
The Thai name for the Blue Temple is Wat Rong Suea Ten, meaning ‘the house of the dancing tigers’. \240It is a very modern temple, building only began in 2005, and opened in 2016. It is still not completed.
The temple architecture and design is considered a fusion of art, mythology and Buddhism - and uses ‘blue’, the colour of wisdom. It is breathtakingly beautiful!
The White Temple
Wat Rong Khun, commonly known as the White Temple, was designed and built by renowned Thai architect, Ajarn Chalermchai Kositpipat, and opened to the public in 1997. He financed it himself no donors and no government funding, in order to maintain his own artistic integrity.
The site is stunning. It is ‘fantastic’ in the true sense of the word - a mix of surreal fairytale-like structures, a Tim Burton-esque movie set, a wedding cake, mythical creatures - and gorgeous Buddhist temples based on the artistic style of the Lanna period.
It was also flooded with ‘selfie’ takers everywhere! \240Highly irritating and intrusive.
The bridge represents the bridge to ‘heaven’...
The guardians ...
Passing over ‘hell’, as in Dante’s ‘Inferno’...
The white buildings represent the mind...
The gold buildings represent the physical body...
Kate crossing the bridge smartly - moving from mind to body...
I could not resist capturing a photo of this monk ...in contemplation...
We both loved it! \240Except for the seas of selfie-takers (exclusively female!!!).
The Black House
The 3rd coloured temple, although this one is, more properly, a house and museum, is the Baandam Museum. The architect/artist is Thawan Duchanee, a teacher/mentor to Chalermchai Kositpipat the creator of the White Temple.
The 2 styles could not be more different in tone and ambience, however, they are both modern, exquisite in detail, and very beautiful. Although the Black House is not a temple, per se, there are Buddha rupas and the Buddhist philosophy is evident throughout. The site has about 40 structures each housing art collections and exhibits - many of them a tad ghoulish, snake and crocodile skins, bones and animal horns. \240Some of the art, to me, has a ‘steampunk’ look.
To get there (about 20 km from Chiang Rai), we grabbed a ‘grab’ car. Kate has now become quite proficient!
The artist himself in self-portrait...
Ghanesh, the Hindu elephant god.
Every item has a function and is exquisitely placed.
Much is written about the dark nature of the Black House, but we found it exquisitely beautiful and intriguing.
All 3 of these very famous, modern temples have the same thoughtful, artistic feel. Although so different from each other, they each remain true to the artistic nature of their creator. \240Each holds Buddhist belief at the centre, but very much incorporated into a modern world.
Last day in Thailand
2-hour bus trip to Chiang Khong, where we stay overnight, and are picked up early morning by a tour guide to cross into Laos and board a boat for a 2-day cruise down the Mekong River.
Here’s our bus...
and our conductor...managing the luggage storage at the back of the bus...
All of this for 65 baht ($2.80) for a 2 and \2401/2 hour trip.
The doors stayed open the entire trip to provide air flow (and much dust), hence the need for a conductor to watch that the luggage did not fall out, and to collect the fare. \240There were curtains on the windows to block the sun but more than anything they just flapped out the open windows. \240There were ceiling fans - some of them were even working!
It was an experience!!! But it certainly beat the price of a taxi and allowed us to see the countryside and experience real life in Thailand!
We arrived in Chiang Khong - settled into our room for the night and met up with our tour guide who will be with us for the next 2 days. We filled out our Laotian border documentation for entry - we negotiate Laos passport control first thing tomorrow morning.
We are all set for the next piece of our journey!
One more picture of our lovely bus...
Slow boat down the Mekong River
First order of business was to negotiate the border (Huay Xai - pronounced ‘hway say’) and officially leave Thailand and enter Laos. This involved multiple queues to process the visa and the payment, $45 USD. \240This all took 1 hour. \240Done, no mishaps!
We joined up with our ‘Nagi of the Mekong’ tour, our 33 companions for the next few days; and boarded mini vans headed. for the boat dock.
The slow board down the Mekong River was literally that and, perhaps, the most relaxing thing I have ever experienced (except the Thai massage which, admittedly, also involved some pain). \240It was glorious, quiet - just a chance to enjoy the breeze, the sun, some reading time and conversation (or not) with our travel companions. \240The scenery was beautiful - Laos is a lush, dense jungle environment with mountain ranges - and meandering through it all - the wide and winding Mekong River.
Laos is a land-locked country of 7 million people and mostly a rural society. Politically, it is a country of communist, 1-party rule. \240Buddhism seems to co-exhist seamlessly with ‘animism’ (ancient belief in the spirit world which is nature-based). \240The major resource is water and hydro-electricity. It appears to be relatively affluent in SE Asian terms and is benefiting (or suffering) from significant Chinese investment.
Our travel companions were from the UK, Switzerland, Romania, Germany, Australia, Japan, and I’m sure I have missed some. \240Oh yes, fellow Canadians from Ottawa and Kamloops!
We experienced side trips to a tiny village (Hmong mountain tribe - 100 villagers), saw many fishermen, cattle and mountain goats on the lovely beaches and we even saw elephants on a trek.
Villagers washing in the river...
Hmong village huts - up on stilts to allow for river flooding in the rainy season (we are there in the dry season).
Children of the Hmong tribe village
And, towards sunset, the reflections on the river were glorious.
We docked just before sunset and were transported to our hotel for the night. We felt transported back in time to the elegance of the former French colony... \240The hotel is called Le Grand Pak Beng, in the village of Pak Beng - and ‘grand’ it is,
My photos do not do justice, but here is the view from our room - note the shower!
Alas, we were here for just over 12 hours... a glorious oasis... \240There was even an infinity swimming pool with a magnificent mountain view.
After an elegant breakfast on the patio, made mystical with socked-in clouds, we reluctantly had to leave.
On the boat, and settled for the 2nd day, we were all bundled in blankets until the sun burned off the mist and cloud (and relentless smoke from stubble burning and wood fires), and it was 30 degrees once more!
I am sure the collective pulse rate on the boat was zero - no stress, just floating down the river!
The only movement was to take photos, and eat the fantastic lunch served on board!
We stopped at another village with not quite such a serious trek up, saw some hand-weaving industry, lots of village women and children and, curiously, very few men!
After the village, we made a stop at the Pak Ou caves. They are located about 25 km from Luang Prabang - the caves were originally used as a place of animist/spirit worship but for the last 600 years have also been a site of Buddhist worship. \240There are upwards of 4000 buddhist images, along with other religious icons, scattered in 2 sets of caves. \240Worth a look but quite crowded. \240Once again, climbing steps is required - we are getting fitter!
Small Buddha images - mostly wooden
Kate, post-cave visit...
We docked at sunset in Luang Prabang; climbed the steps to the Main Street (very steep); said fond farewells to our travel-mates, and climbed into minivans for our respective hotels.
Steps don’t look so bad until we tried it with luggage...
Once again we boarded mini-buses and arrived at Thongbay Guest House on the outskirts of town. \240We were delighted with the tropical gardens and our verandah view overlooking the river. Paradise once more - until...!!!!!
Loudspeakers - chanting monks and karaoke...
The first full moon of the year is an auspicious event in the Buddhist calendar. How it is marked by the Buddhist monks in Luang Prabang is by 48-hours of chanting...over loudspeakers...all night, all day! \240Intrusive does not begin to describe how this sounded and felt, particularly, while trying to sleep.
In addition, we were subjected to very bad karaoke, also broadcast over many loudspeakers. It began before 8 a.m. and lasted intermittently until 10 p.m.
I suffered...and not in silence! \240Kate, less so...however, she did suffer my suffering!
We took the shuttle into town and found the ‘noise’ to be far less intrusive - and I gradually got over myself and began to enjoy Luang Prabang. Of course, it really helped to go for a Lao massage - slightly less masochistic than a Thai massage!
We wandered the town, identified our ‘must see’s, must do’s’ and came across the following sign.
All will be ok!
Our hotel, the Thongbay Guesthouse was slightly outside the town but it offered frequent shuttles back and forth so we took full advantage. After a day in town, we returned to the hotel for a shower before going back into town for the evening. \240And, yes, the monks were still chanting and the karaoke still blasting.
A cheap meal was our plan for the evening and the night market offered the best deal. \240See below. \24020,000 kip for a bowl - \240choose as much as you can safely put into the bowl from the vast vegetarian table. \240The meal cost $3 CAD and was delicious! The fish and meat options were slightly more pricey - maybe $4.
Not happening for me...
Then we wandered the night market.. where everything is available at a very good price and sorely tempting!
We returned to the hotel... and I prayed for a quiet night.
Wandering the streets of Luang Prabang
The 48-hours have ended - the chanting has stopped, and there are no loudspeakers. All is well in the world again!
In this lovely hotel, breakfast is ordered the night before and delivered to our verandah at the appointed hour. \240Next morning, 2 lovely young Laotian women - dressed in traditional dress - brought trays to us. \240All we were required to do was step outside to the table set up on our verandah. \240And there it all was - a perfect French omelet, a warm baguette, juice, yoghurt and fresh fruit. And of course, coffee! \240Delicious, and we quite enjoyed being spoiled every morning.
View from the verandah...
And across the river...aah... \240After breakfast, we boarded the shuttle for the 10-minute drive to town for the day. Luang Prabang has a lovely townsite and still manifests much of its French colonial past. There are French restaurants and bakeries and there is a fading but beautiful elegance to many of the buildings. It is a town worthy of staying for a few days, maybe a week. \240Alas, we have only 4 days.
It also has beautiful temples, a royal palace and a \240museum. The Mekong River flows through the town creating beautiful riverbank spots to enjoy the views and sunsets - and a bamboo foot bridge which looks charming and a bit precarious.
We began the day walking 300+ steps up to Phousi temple.
Even the monks were sightseeing...
Many Buddha rupas along the way...
And an unexpected conversation with a 17-year old novice who was studying for his final exams with whom Kate exchanged email addresses!
More scenes from the town:
Just another coffee shop...
Crossing the bamboo bridge...
Kuang Si waterfalls
About 30 km from Luang Prabang is a beautiful set of waterfalls not to be missed. We joined a minibus tour of 12 people - at a cost of 35000 Kip ($5 CAD). A bit challenging to get used to these huge denominations!
January is the dry season in SE Asia and it is, indeed dry. It has rained only once, very briefly, while we have been here. \240The waterfalls look very different in the dry season - apparently, in the rainy season there are torrents of water and no swimming is allowed. The water has the same turquoise colour as in the Canadian Rockies - but the greenery is quite different.
They were beautiful - and even though the area was crowded with tourists, it was a wonderful way to spend an afternoon.
‘Swimming’ to Cambodia (with apologies to Spalding Gray) - and the border
Goodbye to Laos - too short of a visit - and on to Cambodia!
We flew Lao airlines - a 2-hour flight. Leaving Luang Prabang it was very apparent the amount of pollution caused by continuing burning of stubble and use of wood stoves. We also could feel it in our throats.
And, so, into Cambodia. First surprise was the thoroughly modern, slick airport. I had an eVisa already; Kate needed to apply for one upon arrival. One would think that my path through immigration and customs would be faster and with fewer problems - but no, not the case! The crew did not issue us immigration and customs forms on the flight, as is usually done. We should have known better and asked some questions.
What happened was that Kate was handed the forms while applying for the entry visa. I, on the other hand, lined up in the ‘already have a visa line’ which was moving hardly at all. Finally, my turn. I presented my passport and eVisa to the customs man. He thrust the documents back at me and yelled “form”. \240“What form?”, I asked. “Form from the plane”, was the response. I looked bewildered and he yelled “get out” to me and made it very clear with his hand that I was dismissed from the line. \240I paused. Opened my mouth (with some very clear things to say)...and closed it again. This was a border guard...in Cambodia. \240Kate, by now, was next in line - and through she went. She had all the proper forms.
Me? Back to the beginning - hunting for the forms and then back to the end of the line which had just increased 100-fold due to more flight arrivals. \240More than an hour later - after Kate had collected the luggage and located our driver from the hotel - I was finally cleared through immigration and customs. Kate was waiting patiently with our driver.
Lesson learned. Ask for the ruddy forms on the plane next time!
We got to our hotel, the appropriately named, ‘Night Hotel’ - and it is beyond fabulous. Look at this pool view, taken from our first floor balcony.
We are here for 7 nights at $29 CAD per night each!
A day at the museum
Whenever we arrive in our ‘new’ town, it seems the first day is spent walking around to see what is close by, what sort of restaurants are available and then make plans for our available time. With each new country, we have a new currency and so have to get used to local relative prices.
Our first order of business was to find a place for breakfast with decent coffee. Second order was to walk down to the Angkor National Museum which houses a large number of artifacts from the Angkor Wat archeological sites.
The museum was amazing. We ended up spending 4 1/2 hours with an audio guide (well worth the $5 USD to rent it), and walked through the entire exhibition. Unfortunately, photographs were not allowed. However, our appetite was whetted for the planned visits to the sites over the next few days.
Siem Reap has a population of about 140,000 people and all of them seem to be involved in the tourism industry! Angkor Wat is the big draw, but we notice far more tourists than anywhere else we have been other than Bangkok. \240Siem Reap has a cosmopolitan feel to it and we hear from everyone that it has rapidly changed and modernized over the last 10 years.
Here are a few views from our walk about town.
Ok...not real elephants...but we saw them up close.
We walked down the road for dinner to a restaurant named ‘Casablanca’, which had fabulous food and was recommended by some other guests at our hotel. They even joined us for a post-dinner chat and a photo.
Mariusz and Jacek, lovely ‘boys’ from our hotel. They were off to Singapore the next day.
Lost in the ruins of Angkor Wat
With the greatest of luck, a tuk tuk driver, who we hired only to drive us out to the main Angkor Wat site and drop us off, agreed to be our personal driver for three full days of touring Angkor Wat. He spoke English quite well and took it as his personal project to educate, guide and direct us on the best temples to see and in a logical order. I must say it is quite a luxury to have a driver who waits patiently while we wander around, supplies water, and knows where the best washrooms are.
It is impossible to adequately describe or photograph the main temple that is Angkor Wat. The photo, taken by Kate, is the best either one of us could capture. \240We had to stop trying and just focus on smaller shots and leave the majestic views to the experts with fabulous equipment.
Angkor Wat is the largest temple but there are at least 1000 others spread over an area of 150 square kilometres. Angkor Thom, a few km way, is an actual city set site with many buildings - used for governance, worship and living. \240The individual temples date from 800-1400 AD. They are in various states of repair and decay - but I must say the decay is beautiful. \240Some have been used as film locations, notably the Lara Croft movies and, of course, Indiana Jones. The beautiful decay is accentuated by how the lush jungle has grown up around and, in some cases, among the temples.
As the temples are scattered over a large area we broke the visits into 3 manageable days, the small circuit (Angkor Wat and Angkor Thom), the big circuit (the outer temples but no less worthy of attention) and further afield. The crowds of tourists are greatest at Angkor Wat - particularly at sunrise (which we did not do). Managing the sun and extreme heat was a challenge but we tried to set off early in the day and be back at the hotel mid-afternoon (swimming pool). \240The days were quite exhausting.
And off we went...
Our wonderful driver and guide, Sopheam, and his trusty green ‘Grab’ tuk tuk.
The main bridge to Angkor Wat crosses a moat surrounding the main temple. Over 2 million visitors tour this site every year.
The original temple dates back to 800 AD and was built for Hindu worship. Buddhism came to Cambodia in the late 13th century and the temples reflected this shift.
Moat surrounding the temple...
Obviously these stairs were closed to the public!
Guardians of the bridge access...
Just an interesting silhouette...
And only the first day of temple hopping...
To show the beauty and grandeur of Angkor Wat, I ‘stole’ a photograph from the internet - the main temple at sunset!
Still among the ruins...
2nd day of archeological discoveries - big circuit today and, to beat the heat, we arranged for an 8:30 am tuk tuk pick-up. I actually enjoyed this group of temples even more than the day before - the sites were more accessible and manageable and there were far less crowds. We purchased a 3-day pass (62 USD) - the passes are checked by security at every access point.
Cambodian citizens have free access to all historical sites, entry is only charged to foreign visitors. \240I really like this concept! This principle is consistent in all countries we have visited - for museums, temples, etc. \240Cambodians are enormously proud of the Angkor Wat temples - even the despicable Khmer Rouge military refrained from destroying the temples.
We drove by tuk tuk to each of the sites. \240Our driver told us what to look for and how long to expect to spend at each one. He asked us the same question every time we returned to the tuk tuk, “you like, you enjoy?”
We did indeed. Touring the sites is not for the faint of heart - clambering around in these temples - heat, dust, treacherously irregular footing and very steep steps. \240However, to walk in the footsteps of such an ancient, skilled and artistic civilization is just awe-inspiring.
I loved the infiltration of the temples by the trees and the jungle - stuff of fairy tales and lost civilizations...
Ta Prohm, I think, my favourite... (and the one of movie fame)
Neak Pean, a lovely small temple surrounded by water.
And some strange and eerie trees...
We returned to the hotel and repaired to the swimming pool - completely exhausted and hot!
After a very tasty cold beer - Angkor beer, our new favourite, we cleaned ourselves up and went out for dinner to the trendy and busy downtown area.
Kate showing off our meal...fish amok - a Cambodian specialty cooked in coconut milk.
Tuk tuks at the ready...
And, of course, always the market...
Doing basically nothing
Just a rest day - the heat and sunshine are exhausting, so we ventured out just down the street to arrange our bus tickets for January 20th for travel to Phnom Penh.
Then we hung around the swimming pool for the rest of the day and felt very thankful not to be shovelling snow and scraping ice from our windshields!
Our lovely hotel staff...
The staff informing us of our beer tab!
A day of contrasts
3rd day of the temples and we ventured farther afield. The route by tuk tuk was all countryside, through small villages; we saw schools, houses, and all manner of enterprise on the side of the road. \240And some military personnel. It was a fascinating drive - I imagined myself as a photojournalist on assignment!
First stop was Banteay Srei, the citadel of women, otherwise known as the ‘lady temple’ or the ‘pink temple’. The temple is located about 25 km north of the main temples and is dedicated to the Hindu god, Shiva. Built in the 10th century, the limestone has a pink hue and everything is on a miniature scale. The design and carvings are beautifully intricate and almost all are dedicated to female figures. When we arrived there were many tour groups and it was challenging to move around the sites. But, it was lovely in both accessible scale and colour.
The stone carvings are considered the most beautifully preserved and intricate of any of the Cambodian temples.
The four monkeys guarding the temple...
From the beauty of Banteay Srei we travelled to the Landmines Museum. This is a small museum operated by Aki Ra, a former child soldier.
Walking through the museum caused us both to weap for the injustices visited on the Cambodian people by the United States during the Vietnam war and by the Khmer Rouge during the genocidal regime of Pol Pot. From 1965-1973, 540,000 tons of bombs were dropped on Cambodia by the U.S., over 60,000 bombing missions, and killing 600,000 civilians.
Unexploded landmines remain in the countryside today - along the roadsides and in fields - estimated to be numbered between 3-6 million.
One can know these facts intellectually, but to actually see the museum provoked feelings in both of us of such sadness, anger and despair.
Actual landmines - all defused!
164 countries have signed this declaration. \240China, India, Russia and the United States are notable in that they have not signed.
To lift our spirits, our tuk tuk driver suggested a trip to the Banteay Srey Butterfly Centre. This was located only a few minutes from the Landmine Museum but is an oasis of sheer beauty and charm.
The Centre is a tropical garden, on the side of the road, which houses about 1000 butterflies under a netted canopy. The young man who runs the centre gave us a tour of the butterfly nursery where there are cages for the eggs to develop through the stages of pupae, caterpillar, chrysalis and eventually emerge as butterflies.
And the beautiful tropical paradise where they live...
And then, we visited a cane sugar factory - on the side of the road, \240Cambodia-style...and tasted it...
Then the final temple on the route home, Banteay Kdai.
This was now the end of our Angkor Wat temples tour but not the end of our day of contrasts.
We finished with a performance by the Phare Circus. \240A visual arts school was opened in 1994 for children who were living in refugee camps along the border with Thailand, after the Cambodian civil war, and who were traumatized. The school continues today (now 1200 students) and educates and trains poor and under-privileged children. \240A touring troupe travels throughout the world. It was a fantastic and uplifting show!
An inspiring way to end a very full day!
Organizing and rest day
Today was a rest, pool and packing up day - and that is all we did. We were to be up at 6:00 am to catch the bus to Phnom Penh.
Julie in despair over packing up again - our intention was minimalist travelling - where did all these things come from?
Mini bus travel to Phnom Penh
Travel to Phnom Penh was a 3-part process: tuk tuk (our hotel street was very narrow and had potholes which could rival Winnipeg) to the bus station; bus to the terminal - then board the minivan (11 passengers). \240It was a 5-hour journey with 2 stops and no communication at all from the driver. \240We stopped; he opened the door and motioned us to get out. Then some chatter among the passengers regarding how long we had and how we hoped he would wait.
Once we were back aboard, he proceeded to drive, a little too fast for my liking, down the highway with much weaving in and out of traffic. We passed through many villages, some construction and a lot of dust.
We entered the outskirts of Phnom Penh and a rough looking city it was indeed; garbage everywhere. No matter, I thought, these are the shanty town outskirts - except ... they continued all the way into the centre of town. \240Phnom Penh is the capital city of Cambodia with a population of 1.5 million people, (15.3 million people in the whole country) - there is a lot of garbage, a lot of smells and a lot of dug up sewers!
This is the first time on our trip that I considered whether we could change our itinerary and leave straight away. We arrived at the hotel - it seemed ok and has a lovely pool. Kate and I both felt fatigued and a bit discouraged.
We ate lunch by the pool and this cheered us up a bit. Kate, the eternal optimist, thought it would all be ok. I was hard to convince.
We explored a bit of the area on our way for dinner and decided to try and focus on a few highlights. My reason for coming to Phnom Penh was to visit the Genocide Museum and the prison used by the Khmer Rouge - so a ‘light’ trip, it was never meant to be. \240We just never anticipated the dirt, the garbage and an overall sense of an unkempt, unkept city.
The Killing Fields of Phnom Penh
And now I think I understand Phnom Penh and why I feel so depressed here.
In 1975, Phnom Penh had a population of 3 million people - and then the Khmer Rouge routed the city, emptied hospitals, schools, and public buildings - and forced nearly all residents \240out to the rural areas to live an agrarian lifestyle, which many were not able to survive.
The intelligensia, government workers and professionals were arrested, imprisoned, tortured and massacred - along with anyone considered a member of the ‘new people’ (city dwellers, educated, even wearers of eye glasses, etc.,...). The mission was to eradicate an urban population and force the country into an agrarian existence. This done using a perverse misinterpretation of Marxist-Leninist ideology.
Money was abolished; all embassies shut down (with the exception of China) and all international trade, commerce and communication was ceased.
By 1979, when the Khmer Rouge was overthrown (by Cambodian resistance with the help of Vietnamese and Russian troops), approximately 3 million Cambodians had been killed - or died of starvation and disease. 25% of the country’s population.
Since then, people have returned to Phnom Penh (now over 2 million) but the city shows a decay, neglect and abandonment that is a long way from being addressed.
This is the backdrop upon which we visited the Killing Fields of Choueng Ek, 15 km south-west of Phnom Penh - and the Tuol Sleng Genocide \240Museum, the notorious ‘S21’ prison camp.
The Choeung Ek museum provides self-directed audio guides enabling walking around the site. This allowed private reflection and very little conversation seemed necessary. Although brutal and heart-wrenching - the journey through the site also felt oddly hopeful. It was beautifully organized in presentation.
The S21 museum, by contrast, ripped our hearts and souls out and left us both so sad - and me in despair and so very enraged. The museum, a former school, was transformed into a place of torture and execution.
The rooms remain as they were discovered by the liberators \240- visitors see it all - torture areas, crude cells. Again, we were issued audio guides for self-directed tours. The buildings are around an inner courtyard, with many benches under shady trees so people can sit, listen and reflect - and weep. Hundreds of photos are displayed - the guards catalogued and issued a number to each victim. The photographs of the murdered men, women and children were impossible to turn away from - some looked scared, some defiant, some just resigned to the inevitability of what was to happen.
Victims included government ministers and at least 4 westerners, including two 27-year old men who were in the proverbial wrong place at the wrong time. The audio guide contained personal stories from former perpetrators, victims who had survived and from family members.
Photographs were allowed at both museums but I took only one at a rest spot along the river at the Killing Fields. Here, at this now beautiful spot, I listened to the audio guide and reflected on the horror and hope that are both part of our humanity.
So why visit and put ourselves through this? Kate and I discussed this at length and we think it is in order to act as witnesses and to show respect for the history of the beautiful people of this country as they heal and move forward.
Beating the heat in Phnom Penh
We have 3 full days in Phnom Penh, so today is museum day. The National Museum of Cambodia is a 10-minute walk from our hotel so that was today’s target. The museum houses many antiquities and artifacts of ancient Cambodia, including statues, Sanskrit inscriptions and stone carvings from the Angkor Wat temples.
The museum has a very different archeological style from the one in Siem Reap. It is a series of rooms open to an outside courtyard and there is a different overall ‘feel’ to the place. \240Siem Reap’s museum felt claustrophobic, although I thought it beautiful until visiting this one in Phnom Penh. Actually, they complement each other well - Siem Reap has a lot of smaller, perhaps, more fragile artifacts - Phnom Penh has more objects on a grand scale.
We easily spent a few hours wandering through the rooms of this lovely museum. A bonus was that this museum did allow photographs.
A Garuda, half-man/half-bird - a legendary Hindu creature.
Phnom Penh continues to challenge us with its garbage, dust, chaos and heat. We could not find energy to tour the royal palace or the silver pagoda as planned. Instead, we repaired to the hotel swimming pool and a beer.
In the evening, we found a lovely Indian food restaurant named ‘Indigo’ and shared delicious channa masala and palak paneer!
Royal Palace and a river boat ride
Last full day in Cambodia so we went out in the early morning to tour the Royal Palace and the Silver Pagoda. As usual, it was 30 degrees by 9:30 am with a UV rating of 10. Very little of the Royal Palace is open to the public but the exterior of the buildings and the grounds are quite beautiful.
Painted murals portraying ancient legends - some have been restored, some not.
Then a visit to the Silver Pagoda and stupas containing relics of renowned Buddhist teachers.
And quite a lovely little park on a small hill - providing a shady reflection and a break from the heat of the sun...
This beautiful flower is from the Cannonball tree!
Back to the hotel for a swim and a rest - and then out by tuk tuk for a sunset boat ride along the Mekong and Tonle Sap rivers.
Goodbye Cambodia - hello Vietnam
Some last photos of Phnom Penh:
Lane scenes as taken from the hotel balcony...check ou that wiring!
Vehicles on the street...
And then off to the airport we went.
What we have discovered, in our journey through 4 countries so far, is that just when we get the hang of things and feel comfortable - the rules change.
We queued at the check-in desk 2 hours before our flight with Cambodian Angkor Airlines. \240Check-in for the flight included a check of our Vietnamese visa applications and proof of our exit flight from Vietnam back to Canada. Then, checked luggage became an issue as our flight did not include this. We had to leave the line and get our checked bags wrapped together (and how exactly were we going to unwrap them at the destination as our Swiss Army knives were INSIDE the wrapped bags!!!) - then re-enter the line.
Finally, we cleared the hurdles and boarded the plane which looked like an old greyhound bus with wings. It took off - we heard noises and rattles that neither of us had heard on a plane before. We looked at each other and did not know whether to laugh or cry - we crossed our fingers! \240Note to self: do not book a flight again with Angkor Airlines!
The pollution above Phnom Penh was very visible, we let that distract us as the plane continued to rattle and shake. \240One hour later, we landed at Ho Chi Minh airport - at very high speed and with much roaring of engines. We taxied very fast for many minutes (thank goodness it is a very large airport with miles of runways). We felt much relieved.
Then we hit border control - more queues and much hand motioning by officials while we waited for our visas. \240Even though we had completed online ‘application’ for entry visas and had already paid, we had to go through the whole process again, this time for actual entry visas - with payment in US dollars only.
We picked up the luggage - struggled to get the ruddy plastic wrap off (see above) and then began the process of finding an ATM machine, buying a SIM card and ordering a Grab car to take us to the hotel.
1 Canadian dollar = 17,700 Vietnamese Dong - always a challenge to keep it straight when entering a new country! \240The advantage to using the Grab app is that the taxi fare is consistent and known upon ordering the ride. I think the ride to the hotel cost us less than $4 and no negotiating - so only 65000 Dong.
The scene at Ho Chi Minh airport - outside the terminal, at the curb waiting for the Grab ride. It was 7 p.m. and steaming hot still!!!
As we drove from the airport to the hotel we saw scooters and motorcycles everywhere - thousands of them, weaving in and out of traffic at high speed.
I felt sheer dread for what we were about to experience! \240Traffic - and number of motorcycles is like nothing I could have ever imagined.
Good Morning Vietnam!
We have arrived during Tet - Chinese New Year’s celebrations. There were fireworks last night at midnight, to which Kate went, but the next few days are ‘quiet’ family times in Vietnam so the city promised to be more manageable.
But, there are motorbikes and scooters everywhere - sometimes riders wear helmets, sometimes not; sometimes 2 people on a bike, sometimes a family of 4 including very small children who somehow manage to hold on.
I read that there are 8.5 million motorbikes in Saigon, 10 times the number of other motorized vehicles. This in a city of 9 million people!
Click on the you tube link above to see a clip of how a pedestrian must cross traffic in Saigon. \240This is no exaggeration and is not for the faint of heart. It does get easier each time. \240And this is at a pedestrian crosswalk!
I do NOT like Ho Chi Minh City!
Why? Traffic, rubbish everywhere, dirt and dust - and rats!
Because it is the Tet holiday a lot of businesses and restaurants are closed. The holiday celebrations last for at least a week and are heavily centred around family gatherings. As a result, it is a little quieter on the streets due to school holidays. There are lots of decorations around the city - yellow chrysanthemums and red lanterns everywhere.
This very large city has no underground metro system and few buses. As a result, transportation around the city depends upon cars and motorcycles. Major construction is underway to create a large underground system but no lines will be active for a few \240years. The city of Ho Chi Minh has announced that by the year 2030, motorcycles will be banned from the centre of the city. \240Anyone who visits for more than 5 minutes would have to respond with “good luck with that!”
Much of the city has a rundown look and feel - and not the ‘beautiful decay’ of other places we have visited. Kate thought, at first, that the garbage workers must be on a work stoppage, but no, we were assured rubbish everywhere is just the norm - and it does not seem to bother anyone. \240In a very hot city, where the temperature is usually around the mid-30’s, this makes for not such a pleasant environment.
And, oh yes, walking back to the hotel from dinner (in the dark as sunset is at about 6:15 pm), I saw an enormous rat (I am not exaggerating) run along the sidewalk about 2 metres away from me. I shrieked and jumped into the street and narrowly missed being hit by 2 oncoming speeding motorcycles.
How many more days until we leave here?
‘Walking streets’ are closed to vehicles and are very busy and crowded during national holidays such as Tet. This particular one featured flower displays and lighting and promised lots of people - Kate was keen to go!!
We braved the traffic, motorbikes and streets - arrived at the street - and it was indeed crowded. I usually avoid these situations at all costs; Kate finds them energizing. We both compromised and stayed for a short time!
Here are some sights!
We found another ‘walking street’ on our way home from dinner at ‘Baba’s’ - a very good Indian curry place. \240This time, though, motorcycles were allowed so I am not altogether sure why it is still called a ‘walking street’!
Kate enjoyed the people watching - I enjoyed the people avoiding!
A museum, a pagoda, a cathedral and a post office
We booked a 1/2 day tour, through the hotel to see some of the sites of Saigon. First stop was the National War Remnants Museum. The museum was previously named the ‘Museum of American War Crimes’. Vietnam has been unified since 1975 after the fall of Saigon to the northern communist forces and the subsequent withdrawal of American troops. \240Saigon was renamed Ho Chi City after the Communist leader - a terrorist to some; a liberator to others.
The museum is located in the centre of town at the former U.S. Information Agency Building. Outside, in the main courtyard, there are U.S. planes and tanks.
Along the side courtyard there are renditions of prison cells, weapons and instruments of torture - including many photographs. One of the most chilling rooms contains a guillotine, brought from France when Vietnam was still under French colonial status.
We quickly moved through these exhibits to the main museum area which held photographs, news articles and video clips related to the American anti-war movement and growth of a peace movement. This area of the museum was fascinating and showcased how public pressure and resistance within the U.S. military turned the course of this war.
Unfortunately, we had only one hour allotted to the museum due to the timing of the tour group - we certainly could have spent more time.
Our second stop was at Notre Dame Cathedral Basilica - built in 1863 after the French had established Vietnam as a colony. The intent was to provide a place of worship for French colonists. Unfortunately, we could only walk around the building as major reconstruction of the roof was underway, however, the design and architectural style is clearly based on Notre Dame Cathedral in Paris. All materials used in construction were imported from France.
Drivers waiting for their next customer...
Market vendor across from the Central Post Office...
The next stop was to the Saigon Central Post Office building, also built during the French colonial period. It is still a functioning post office as well as a major tourist attraction. \240The building contains historical maps, equipment and stamp collections and is a well-preserved example of the colonial architecture in the 1880’s.
Central Post Office entrance
General Ho Chi Minh overseeing all...
Map of territories falling under ‘Indochina’...
For all the people who grew up obsessed with stamp collections...
Next stop was the Jade Emperor Pagoda. As it was Tet, there were many visitors, and ‘lion’ dance performers. The temple is a place of worship for Taoism, Confucianism as well as Buddhism - not an uncommon combination and mixture of beliefs in Vietnam.
Bus to Da Lat
Today we moved yet again and began the travel north through Vietnam.
This journey was 7 hours by bus on Futa bus lines - on a comfy ‘sleeper’ bus, air-conditioned and with wifi. Well, the bus advertises that it has wifi but it doesn’t actually work outside a bus station! Other than that, the bus was great - everyone had their own sleeper, just like an overnight train. \240Very comfy and easy travel - and cheap. The bus ticket cost about $13 each.
Da Lat is a city of about 400,000 people situated in the temperate highlands, 1500 metres above sea level and about 320 km from Saigon. As a result of the altitude, it has a very mild climate year round and average temperatures of 24 degrees. Da Lat is the most visited city in Vietnam - by Vietnamese tourists!
It was a huge relief to leave Saigon and leave the intense heat, pollution and dirt behind - not to mention that dreadful rat!
Kate had made contact with a former work colleague at the Winnipeg #1 school division, who had returned home to Vietnam upon retirement, and so we made plans to visit during our stay.
We checked into our hotel. It was not quite what we expected - cheap, but certainly not cheerful!! The first really bad hotel choice in our travel. \240We had little choice but to stay for the night and suck it up, but we immediately went online and found something comfortable, clean and quiet close by. We moved in first thing the next morning!
Finding our way again in Dalat
We packed up as quickly as we could and loaded our luggage into the trunk of the taxi we had hired for a day of sight-seeing around Dalat. Phew! Lucky for us we found another hotel on such short notice!
We have found that hiring a driver for a day is a great and relatively economical way to sightsee, particularly when distances are involved. \240We have also been lucky with drivers - they have all been lovely people who wait patiently and take good care of us.
The first place we visited was a bizarre sort of Disneyland-like ‘fun’ park.
It was all just too strange and we did not stay long. \240Apparently, there are many weird theme parks all over Vietnam - people flock to them!
Then we visited 2 temples, one sublime, the other more of the weird and strange variety.
First the sublime: Truc Lam Phung Hoang Zen \240 Monastary.
This monastery is surrounded by beautiful gardens - and it is easy to understand why Zen is part of its name.