Friday, February 4, 2011

Day 9 & 10: Saigon, last stop!

Saigon or Ho Chi Minh City! Our final destination in Vietnam!

It is lucky I still have one last place to talk about as my last week and a half has been spent studying... I have either been in class (28h of class last week!) getting food or studying by the pool! Mid-term is over now and went better then expected so hopefully I will have time to start exploring to have more to talk about... until then I have Saigon to talk about :)
They say there are 10million people in the city and 5million with motorbikes.
for a guy: if you have 1 bike you have 1 girl friend, 2 bikes = 2 girlfriends, 3 =3 and so on...
that's what they told us at least!
This is by far the busiest city I have ever experienced! More cars, bikes, scooters, tuk-tuks, people and bicycles then any other city street! I thought Hanoi was bad, crossing the street in Saigon is another experience all in its own!



We arrived in the city early afternoon and after finding a hotel to stay in we roamed the city. 

Our first stop was the War Remnants Museum.  We were warned before we went that it was a very powerful and intense museum but it was still a bit of a shock once we arrived.  The museum used to be called "The American War Crimes Museum" and is a more fitting name to go along with the exhibits.  As with the rest of our holiday we were fascinated to see what the Vietnam's had to say about the war.  It was especially interesting for Amber having grown up in America where the war is not talked about much for how controversial it was. It is the type of museum you walk out of and stay silent for many minutes after.  Interesting but intense and not very forgiving towards Americans. 
Entrance to the museum, with the new name...

American planes on display
After the visit we roamed the city awhile but we were exhausted by then so decided to go to the park near our hotel and people watch.  We sat for awhile watching the Vietnamese play a game similar to hackie0sack but with something that looked more like a badminton birdie... they are very good with their feet!

While sitting in the park, watching ballroom dancing actually, 3 guys came up to us and asked if they could speak English with us.  I was very suspicious and skeptical at first but they turned out to genuinely want to practice their English and we ended up going out for drinks with them later in the night.  It was pretty funny!

Sunset from the park...

Cathedral that we walked past.
The next day we woke up bright and early to go to the CuChi Tunnels! It was a long bus there but well worth it! 

The CuChi people lived in these tunnels for 7 years! They made the tunnels so they could hide from the Americans and attack them very sneakily!  The amount of booby traps that they created were shocking! 
Used to kill the sniffer dogs... the dogs to sniff out the mines... instead they would put fish oil on top to attract the dogs and well you can see what would then happen...  
The tunnels were tiney! Here is one of the entrances to the tunnels that I could even hop into! (it was dark and a little creepy... )
Now you see it... 
now you dont... Camouflaged! (well kinda)
ME :)  went in and even closed the top down on myself!
The entrance to one of the tunnels. 

Half way through the tour we had the opportunity to shoot guns! You had the option of many but we chose...
AK47!

We were also able to climb up on an American tank!
The final part of the tour was a real tunnel that they "widened" for us giant westerners... I have to say their idea of widening is not wide in the slightest... I have never once felt claustrophobic, I've never been scared of heights or anything along those lines and this is the first time I have ever started to feel claustrophobic. 
Amber about to walk into the 100m of tunnel! They had many exits you could leave at... we made it the the one just before the finish... only 2 guys out of the 50 people made it to the end!
These tunnels were bigger then the original! the ones back when they were used were 1m tall and 0.5m wide!
me a little nervous... 
After our day at the tunnels we had lunch at a place with swings instead of seats! then went to the Reunification Palace, the old South Vietnamese government buildings. Ho Chi Minh kept them intact surprisingly.

View from a balcony in the Palace

The Reunification Palace 




Friday, January 28, 2011

Day: 7 & 8: Hoi An

Our next stop was Hoi An.  It was a really cute beach town... unfortunately it was not beach weather but we still enjoyed our stay there! It was a nice, relaxing change from the city of Hue.  We were both sick by this point just from the exhaustion of all our traveling we had a more chill visit in Hoi An.  Roamed the streets, had some clothes made.  Hoi An is famous for their custom make clothing.  Didnt do much else beside eat and roam the streets but it was a perfect break before our final destination Saigon

Walking down the decorated streets... we think it was for Tet, their New Year

The Japanese Bridge, used to connect the Japanese side of the river to the Chinese side

Cant figure out if they always have these decorations or if it was only because Tet (the New Year) was starting soon


A really cute restaurant we ate in :)

The market... not really make for us giant westerners... 

cutting meat up right in front of us...

I really started to wonder about the meat we were eating in the restaurants... luckily we had no issues... 

inside part of the market... 

One of the hundreds (literally) of custom make clothing stores... we liked the orange suite in this one!

We found a miniature boat store... this is the Blue Nose, just for you Dad! 

All the decorations in the river lit up at night!

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Day 6: Hue

Our next stop was Hue.  A city in central Vietnam. The city is known for their dragon boats which take tourists up and down the Perfume River to see the kings tombs... although I'm talking about this we did not actually do it ourselves... the cloudy cold weather deterred us slightly... we did go visit the old town and the Thien Mu Pagoda... It was a big city so we decided not to stay too long.
We arrived in the early afternoon so spent the day roaming the streets.  We started with the old citadel and old city.  When you walk up to the gates you are welcomed by a very large, somewhat intimidating flag that really makes you feel like you are being watched by Big Brother...

The city is mainly ruins now abut you can see how it would have been magnificent back in its day!  


While we were walking around the old city we suddenly looked up in front of us to see a gardener taking his pet ELEPHANT for a walk!  Well not sure about the pet part but he was gardening off the elephant just strolling through the gardens! Not a site we are used to seeing!



 After roaming around the city of Hue we realised it really was just another big city so decided to make the trek to Thien Mu Pagoda... We were both sick and exhausted from our last few days of travel and it was around 4km away so we decided to take one of the passenger bikes...

Not only was he biking with 2 of us but Amber and I are not light girls... he did have some difficulty on the slight hills and the 4km took him 45min but it was an experience we felt we needed to try while there!


At the pagoda Amber and I were taking pictures of eachother..  I was standing there while Amber took the picture.... 


when suddenly 5 boys ran up surrounding me wanting to take a picture with me!  They each took turns taking a picture with their own cameras so I had to wait there until all 5 had taken a picture... I dont know what it is but everyone here seems to love taking pictures with Amber and I.  Even the other day at the weekend market we had 2 women come with their daughter and each take a, well many, pictures with us...
It is at this Pagoda where the monk who burned himself in protest lived.  Below is the picture of his car and the monks that currently live in the pagoda.

"On June 11th, 1963 a Buddhist protest march was making it’s way down one of Saigon’s busiest arteries, Phan-Dinh-Phung St. The procession of around 400 Buddhist monks and Nuns moved through the city until they hit Le-Van-Duyet St where a light blue Austin that was part of the procession, the car seen in the background of the picture, stopped. The hood was raised as if the car had engine trouble while the nuns and monks in the parade quickly surrounded the car forming a circle of some seven monks deep. Thich Quang Duc a 66 year old monk calmly got out of the car and walked to the center of the circle sitting on a cushion provided for him. His religious brothers removed a jerry can of fuel from the car and proceeded to pour it over Quang-Duc who was now meditating in the lotus position. Quang-Duc with his Buddhist prayer beads in his right hand, then opened a box of matches, lit one and was instantly engulfed in flames. He did not move while his body was incinerated, while Malcome Browne the only western reporter present snapped the picture of the monk on fire".  -- http://www.famouspictures.org/mag/index.php?title=Burning_Monk


The car the monk drove to Saigon in. 



Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Day 5: Middle of no where!

The front of the guesthouse... there is a nice yard in the back
Our next stop was Phang Nha and Ke Bang National Park. We arrived into Dong Hoi at 4:30 in the morning and just left on the side of the street alone by the bus... after waiting for 1/2h with many motorbikes passing by yelling "moto. moto!" our cab finally arrived! 

An Aussi named Ben just opened up a farmstay in Phang Nha 1 month ago!  He has lived in Vietnam for 4 years now after marrying a Vietnamese woman.  His wife's family lived in the north during the war and the mother fought with the north!  The stories he has from the war are unbelievable!  I will try to tell some here but there are so many it might take a few days of posts!

He is just finishing off his Guesthouse with very cute and comfy rooms with the most amazing views!


Views from our bedroom!


A farmer plowing the rice paddies, the week before we were there we were told the fields were packed with them.
In the Western travelers eyes the area is known for having 2 of the largest caves in the world but really the area is not travelled by Westerners.  Where we were staying there were a few towns were Ben (the Aussi) was the first white person they had ever seen, to get to the national park Ben has to bribe people to get us Westerners in and on top of that Westerners are still not allowed in some of the areas!

We found a place truly off the beaten track!

Although the caves are supposedly the main attractions the scenery and stories we heard there were by far the best part of our entire Vietnam trip!

Ben took us on motorbikes into the park.

After bribing the park rangers we were able to enter the park through the back entrance.
5 min after entering the park we spotted an endangered species of monkeys!
Look carefully and you can see the money with it's white beard eating the the trees.
We were on either the Ho Chi Minh Trail or Highway 20 the entire time.

For those who dont know the Ho Chi Minh Trail was built by the Viet Cong (north) to transport people, weapons and everything they needed for warfare.  The trail from the air is hidden in the jungle therefore not spotted easily by their opponents.  One part of the trail went through Laos.  The area in Laos with the  trail is the most bombed area in the world! We are at the intersection of the Ho Chi Minh Trail and Highway 20 which was built as a detour to get around the DMZ area, is the section built through Laos.

The entire ride was spectacular and really made you feel like you were in the middle of no where.  

The Viet Cong had this trial and the Americans (and everyone else fighting with them) had the bays.  The Americans would take off from the bays and fly their planes over the jungle bombing everywhere!  The Viet Cong had shooters to try to hit the planes, it was somewhat effective but did not do they damage they needed to counter the bombing they were receiving.

Starting in Hanoi they walked parts of a plane down to Dong Hoi (the area we were now) around 450km away!  They made a ramp just long enough for the plane to take off and assembled the plane under the cover of the jungle.  Once it was finally assembled they uncovered the ramp just long enough for the plane to take off.  The American's could not figure out where the plane had come from! They were taken by surprise and the Viet Cong were able to bomb the port and many of the American boats and planes.  

For our first stop we went for a walk in the jungle by the river...


Next we went to the Paradise Cave which was the largest cave in the world up until 2009 when a new cave was discovered.  Paradise Cave is 34km long and in some places 100m high!  You could have an entire community living in this cave!

We continued along the trail and visited a memorial and pagoda which was built in memory for the 8 women.  Women fought during the war along with the men.  There were 8 women making their way along the trial when they heard planes above.   They hid in a cave to hide from the bombing.  They survived the bombs but the front of the cave collapsed trapping them inside.  People were able to talk to them inside the cave but they were unable to get them out in time.  When they finally opened up the cave the 8 women were crouching in a corner on their own.  Now there is an alter at each of the spots where the women were found crouching.  6 of these women were between the ages of 18 and 22 and the other two were in their 40's. I unfortunately do not have any pictures. 

This was the highest up we could go on the trial.  Just past this memorial is where the tribes people live and the government does not allow Westerners to go into their area. 



Ben's wife's mother joined the war as a teenager.  She walked hundreds of miles fighting for the north.  Out of her platoon only her and one other survived.  She gave birth to her first child in the tunnels just north of Danang.  After the war it took her 2 years to make her way back to Phong Nha, her town where she still lives.  


In these hillsides many of American pilots were shot down and lost in the jungle.  The American's send soldiers over every year to search for missing people.  Ben has run into them on multiple occasions and his wife Bich is now friends with many of them. 

They pick someone and they search until they find them.

On this hill side they sent people searching up and down until they finally found a pilot shot down by the Viet Cong.

One of Ben's friends owns a hotel on a beach.  One day his friend went outside to find the people digging a massive hole on his property.  As it is now a hotel he has placed much foundation so in order to reach the land that would have been on top during the war they have to dig down very far.  The Vietnamese had told the Americans that it was public land so they just started digging.  It was only after some force that they told Ben's friend what exactly was going on.

After much searching and not finding a trace they finally gave up.  A day after they left a women showed up at the hotel demanding to talk to Ben's friend.  She told him she knew where the man they were searching for was.  He told her to show him, he was very skeptical but she insisted.  She brought him to the middle of a rice paddy and insisted that she was sure he was buried there. He called up the lead lady of the search.  After some convincing that he had the right place she sent another troop over to search.  They dug up right where the old woman had pointed out (she disappeared any time the Americans showed up) and sure enough they found his body.  The dog tags, and gun were missing and his pants were unzipped but they had his dental records so were able to confirm that it was the right man.  The Americans left and a day later the old woman returned to the hotel this time she brought with her the dog tags and a story.  She told Ben's friend that she had been having an affair with this man.  She was part of the north so when her husband and other soldiers found out they made her set the soldier up.  She told him to meet her in the fields where he was then attacked and killed by the Viet Cong.  The old woman re-buried the soldier so he would not be found by others but so she would always know where he was. Ben's friend called up the Americans to tell them the story but the response he got was "we never heard that. It never happened."  They did not want the family to hear that the soldier had been killed because he had left camp to see his lover.