After an extremely
long 6 weeks of solid students, we boarded a plane for Ho Chi Minh City,
Vietnam on Saturday, August 18th. Later that day, we took a second flight to Nha Trang,
Vietnam; a coastal city on the eastern side of the country where we stayed for
a week. At least once a day I had
the urge to yell, “Good morning Vietnam!” to no one in particular, and a few
times I did. J
NHA TRANG
I’m looking back at
my journal to write this post and I feel a little nostalgic as I read about the
paradise we experienced. I wrote
about sitting under a thatch umbrella, looking out over the turquoise water of
the South China Sea, listening to the gentle waves and Russian. (I’ll get to that later) We spent most of our days enjoying
being warm and relaxed with absolutely no agenda. I read 3 books in 4 days and napped to my heart’s
content. The only thing that
interrupted us was the steady parade of Vietnamese sellers. Would we like water color paintings or
fresh lobster? Massages or
bracelets? Parasailing or
snacks? “Hello lovely, you want
buy something?” Regardless, the
beach was glorious…and that’s where we parked ourselves for the majority of our
trip!
fruit seller |
At night for
dinners, we met up with Andrew and Daphne, friends we work with. We stayed loyal to a select few
restaurants and my on my - they were delicious. First of all, we ate at Texas
BBQ and Steaks so many times that we got our picture taken for their
wall! We haven’t had good barbeque
since we’ve been in Korea so it was a real treat for us.
The owner, Wayne is
from Memphis and makes a mean pulled pork sandwich. We also tried Da
Fernando’s, a great Italian restaurant; The
Refuge, a French joint; and Same Same
but Different Café. We ate
well in Vietnam. After eating
dinner, we usually walked around a few street markets, occasionally got some
ice cream, but mostly just enjoyed the company of our friends.
A side note: we
learned that Russians make up 70% of the tourism in Vietnam so there were a TON
of Russian tourists, Russian stores and Russian restaurants. After the Vietnam War, when Northern
Vietnam won, the Soviet Union (who had been backing them) helped rebuild the
country. There are now a number of
direct flights from Russia to Vietnam and it was a beautiful beach, so I don’t
blame them for coming!
Besides lounging in
the sun, we also tried our hands at scuba-diving. We had a 2 hour course in a pool to cover the basics one day
and then we went out the next morning and did two 45-minute dives with a dive
master. It was incredible! It was so neat to see sea life in its
natural environment and even cooler that we could name a large number of
them. Luke and I had a saltwater
aquarium in our apartment in Minnesota so we know a decent amount about coral
and saltwater fish. It was really
cool to see monster-sized colonies of hard and soft corals and schools of
brightly-colored fish. 11.2 meters
at our deepest, we tried to mentally soak in everything. Luke’s first words once on the surface
were, “I’m hooked!” We’re planning
on diving again in the Philippines in October.
On our last morning
in Nha Trang, we woke up early to watch the sunrise. We were expecting a quiet beach with few or no people. Well, little did we know that 5:00am is
the time that every Vietnamese person chooses to swim/exercise/lounge/stretch
on the beach. Who knew??
HO CHI MINH CITY
(SAIGON)
We hit the ground
running in HCMC. We made up for
all our lounging on the beach and walked EVERYWHERE. We spent most of our time completely overwhelmed with the
huge variety of knock-off products.
Luke bought a North Face jacket and I got a 70 liter backpack for a
fifth of the price we would expect at home. There were always more markets to explore and more vendors
vying for our attention.
Everywhere we looked; there was something else we could buy for a great
price. So many colors, people,
motorcycles, sellers; we were so over-stimulated, but it was a great time. We walked around at least 15 different
art galleries before we found an oil painting that we loved.
Also while in HCMC,
we took a tour of the Cu Chi tunnels, the tunnels that were used by the
Vietcong soldiers during the Vietnam War. There are 200 kilometers of tunnels under HCMC and US army
bases. We watched an introductory
movie about the war and tunnels and let’s just say it was a little slanted. It talked about Vietcong soldiers
getting medals for killing the most American enemies and the video spoke of a
number of torturous traps the Vietnamese soldiers created for the American; metal
spikes and booby traps. Oh, and a
direct quote from the movie:
“Like a bunch of roadside devils, American soldiers shot women and
children, chickens and ducks, and they even fired into the ground and at Buddha
statues.”
We as American tourists were quite a
surprise to everyone we met and at that moment we understood. They really don’t like us! We sat in the back and hoped that no
one could tell where we were from.
I know the US did some terrible things during the war, but I have never
felt so hated.
The Cu Chi tunnels were 3, 6 and even 8 meters underground! |
Some people (me
included) hid themselves in a small underground hiding place and others tried
shooting AK47s, M16s and other big guns and rifles. It was a little disconcerting hearing real machine guns going
off around me in the jungle, and I have never been more thankful that I haven’t
had to experience war firsthand.
We had the chance to go down into a section of tunnels and even though
it was widened for tourists, it was still so cramped that we were the first
ones to ditch after 20 meters. We
had to hunch over so low and still our backs hit the low ceilings…claustrophobia!!!
After our tour, we
came back to our hotel and wandered around a little more. The next day, we took a cycle tour of
the city to see the Reunification Palace and the Jade Emperor Pagoda. Motorcycles flowed past us quickly and
cars honked furiously, but that seems to be the norm here: one hand on the horn
and one hand on the wheel! We had
one last foot massage, split a smoothie to spend the last of our Vietnamese
dong and then headed to the airport for our red-eye flight. “Goodbye Vietnam!” ;)