Saturday, June 17, 2006

Eye Ball Shocker (HongKong)

We've been in HK for two days now, and it is a real shock to the eyeballs after SE Asia - especially Vietnam. Also suffering from severe bout of walletshock. Its expensive here. Well, seems about the same as NZ, but once again after SouthEast Asia, thats pretty darned pricey. What's more i've only got 1min30 left at this terminal in a starbucks type cafe as internet cafes seem to be virtually impossible to find. Well on HongKong Island anyway, where we are today.

Staying right in the centre of Kowloon. Neon signage extravaganza. Our guesthouse room is slightly bigger than your average fridge interior, and for budget accomodation we're paying about 3 times more than for midrange accomodation in Vietnam. The spending is well under control though. Well, apart from that limited edition TRON sweatshirt I found.

We'll be in Shanghai Monday night. Looking forward to China (mainland).

Monday, June 12, 2006

Hanoi Again

We are back in Hanoi - big capital city, with a french flavour especially in the old quarter where we are staying. Large statues of Vietnamese soldiers (men and women) in strong and defiant poses are spotted around , the streets are bustling with street vendors and motorbikes (aka motos) everywhere, even on the footpaths, so you have to walk on the road & weave your way in & out of oncoming traffic, that goes everywhere and anywhere. Somewhat treacharous, but we're getting the hang of it.

There is a beautiful lake in the middle of the city called Hoan Kien, it has lovely well kept gardens with tall willow like trees looming around the outside, many family's and locals go there and just sit around it. I don't blame them, I could happily go there with my book and do the same. If you go early in the morning at 6am you can see the locals doing their daily exercise, like something out of the 1950's - or a weird 80's jazzercise video. Quite amusing.

Today we did some more wandering through the streets and we came across a very funky little clothing store called "Elizabethan" where I purchased x3 tops and a pair of sandals. The shopgirls where very funny and spoke no English other than "you buy." We had great fun communicating to each other via hand gestures including "thumbs up" if I liked and laughing lots. One even took Tere half way across town on the back of her Vespa to go to the ATM. How's that for service. I thought it only fair that I bought a few things...haha

The con's (excuse the pun) a few downsides...of being a tourist...

We've thoroughly enjoyed our trip so far, although we have run into a few occasions more so in Vietnam than anywhere else where we've being "scammed". It is very hard to know who to trust, especially with language difficulties.

One occasion a young man at the train station showed us his "conductor ticket" and said he would show us to the correct platform. He then took my backpack off me offering to carry, he was all smiles and good nature, we followed him onto the train and to our carriage. Once inside we thought we'd give him a small tip for lugging the bags - but he was of the mind we pay him $10 US!! We were like "bugger off" we most certainly are not paying you that - then he started waving his arms around and having a tanty, an official conductor walked past and we explained to him what had happened, he didn't want to get involved. Tere finally managed to calm him down and paid him something and ushered him out of the carriage. As the scam-artist left the train, Tere saw him slip some of the $ into the official conductors hand...

Also moto drivers can be a bit dodge, we've been here long enough to know that you agree on a price prior to jumping onboard. We had 2 guys take us to the other side of town, before leaving we agreed, including them, to a fare price for them to take us there and back. Once we returned we paid them the amount mutually agreed - they then played the we can't understand you card and said the price was triple what we initially agreed.Tere and I stood our ground and explained to them that we had been in Vietnam long enough to know that they were ripping us off.SO from now on we will definitely look for drivers who can speak and understand English.

It's a real shame that these situations happen, as most of the people we've dealt with are genuine and friendly and we have been treated really well, but there are always a few people trying to take advantage of the situation or the tourist. Immediately after the scams we were both quite angry, but I guess it's all part of the travel experience and learning how we'll deal with things if they occur again.

But the majority of great and amazing experiences, definitely outway the bad experiences.

Tomorrow we are planning to visit Uncle Ho's (Ho Chi Minh's) Mausoleum,apparently it's very tightly guarded and controlled. Women are required to cover their arms & shoulders and you have to walk through in pairs, no talking or photography is allowed. If you infringe on any of the regulations you are escorted off the premises. So we will make sure to be on our best behaviour.
Uncle Ho himself is sent over to Russia 3 times a year for maintenance and grooming, so will be interesting to see what sort of condition he is in...apparently somewhat "waxy."


We also thought we'd go one evening to the water puppets, apparently the show's are really amazing with wonderful lighting and traditional Vietnamese music, so I'm looking forward to that.

We've both got a bit of a cold at the moment, Tere got it first & has got a bit of a cough & I've got a slightly sore throat and blocked nose. Think it may have something to do with the air-conditioning.

It's 11pm as I'm writing this in one of the many internet cafes, we've just come from a small local bar, where we watched World Cup Soccer - Japan vs Aussie. We were cheering for Japan, the locals where backing Aussie. Aussie won - BOO SUCKS. I'm looking forward to watching Aussie vs Brazil, that'll be a different story.

Sapa 3

We thoroughly enjoyed our time in Sapa - it was really beautiful & we were both disappointed we didn't stay longer. Oh well, next time. On the walk I wore sneakers, but that didn't help too much, was really muddy and slippery and I slipped down one of the steeper banks we climbed down - still can't get over the "woman in white" how did she manage it??
I bought a traditional tunic dress that the Black H'mong tribe members wear and an embroided belt from one of the stores.
Tere and I are going to hang it in the house as a display, it's really beautiful, amazing craftmanship.
I also purchased a shorter tunic top, with embroidering and a mandarin neckline from one of the H'mong tribe members, waiting outside the shop - the real deal!! She was so lovely and proud of her work, she looked about 80 years old and had a big toothless grin. She allowed Tere to take a photo of her.
You have to be careful about taking photos as many of the indigenous tribespeople believe that the photo steals part of their soul. But she was gracious since we purchased her beautiful garment.

Sunday, June 11, 2006

Sapa - Day Trek

10 June

On our second day in Sapa we set off from our hotel at about 9.30am on a trek to two nearby villages. There were 7 of us - an older aussie couple, a young Spanish couple, and us kiwis. Our guide was a young H'Mong woman from a Village 3Km North of Sapa, by the name of Mayphong (sp?).

The walk was a pretty gentle, mostly downhill one. However, it had been raining the night before and the tracks we took were pretty muddy and we both slipped atleast once or twice at times along the way. We accepted fairly soon that we were going to return to our hotel a bit muddy later in the afternoon.


The scenery along the way was nothing short of amazing. We were walking around and through the rice terraces, down a beautiful and lush valley with a river running through the bottom. It was interesting to see this method of rice growing up close, and to see the villagers working in the terraces. Any hillsideisutilised, and terraces are dugout to create a flat, shallow bath using waterbuffallo-drawn hoe, and other manual methods. These terraces are filled with water directed from nearby streams higher up the hill through small dirt drains, and even halved bamboo. Water also flows down one or two grooves on each level, to the level below, taking advantage of gravity. No pumps here!


In the distance we could make out the village we were heading for - a cluster of basic wooden houses - which we reached once crossing a suspension bridge. It was a two hour walk to the village where we sat down for lunch.

All along the way we were followed by young kids from the village - mostly girls for some reason.




The main people that live in this village are the Black H'Mong. There are five ethnic minorities (or tribes I guess) that live in this area - and three live in the two villages we visited on this trek : The Black H'Mong, The Dao (pronounced "Zao"), and the Dai (pronounced "Zay"). Each group has its own very distinctive dress. The Black H'Mong, who are the majority here, wear indigo dyed clothes : tunics, pants, and in the case of the Women clyndrical hats. The women also wear leg wraps - almost like leg warmers. There is alot of very intricate decoration added to the clothes - hand embroidered patterns of every colour in contrast to the base colour of indigo. Women wear large loop earrings of silver, and some have large necklaces which loop around the back of the neck and end at the collars - connected to the ends are chains which link to the belt. Some of them have alot of chains almost giving the impression of chainmail. In short, they look cool.

The Dao wear indigo also, but add to it with alot of red items - headress which often looks like a red pillow or scarf ontop of the head, and generally more silver jewelry. The Dao women shave the side and backs of their heads so they appear bald with their red hats on.


The Dai are quite distinct again from the other two groups. Their dress is much less ornate - however they make up for this with the use of very bright coloured tunics and hats. Green, pink, yellow, green, blue - all flourescent. Each person however only sports two or three colours so the effect of each individual isnt too psychedelic. They wear a headress of matching colour to the tunic which seems woven into a tartan-type pattern. Would like to know how they achieve these colours!

The village itself is very basic - wooden A-frame houses. Pigs, chickens, and ducks are penned into small stone,wood, and or bamboo structures. Rice terraces surround the village, and also fill some spaces within. Our guide points out the school to us - the most modern structure in the village. Fairly large relative. Schooling is free for the children, and they learn four languages - Vietnamese, Cantonese, French, English and their own native languages. Would be interesting to know what else they are taught - but I'm sure its probably a fairly strict curriculum maintained by the Vietnamese government! A number of youngsters followed us the whole journey, a few tagged along for shorter times - all of them saying hello, and asking where we were from. They, as well as adults we were in contact with, were very softly spoken. Alot of the time they were trying to sell various handycrafts to us - but were never very aggressive in their selling.

We were soon in the second village - there wasnt much of a gap between the two. At the end of the second village there was a large bamboo swing which several H'Mong girls were having a great time on.



A bit of an amusing aspect to our trek was one of our fellow tourists - a middle aged Vietnamese woman who setout with us on the trek sporting a white pantsuit, with black high heels and an umbrella. Much of the trip was steep, most of it muddy and also slippery. We thought she was mad. The 'smart Westerners' were in their full trekking regalia. By about halfway through the trek we were eating our words however, for as well as leading the pack most of the way, she was still spotless other than a few spatters of mud on her shoes, while the Westerners were pretty mucky up to our arses with mud! Still not quite sure how she did it.

Overall a very very worthwhile day. Infact one of the best days we've had on our trip so far. Stunning scenery very different to any other we've seen, and contact with cultures we are highly unlikely to meet again. A great experience.