Off to Cambodia we went!

One school holidays, when I was 15 and home alone while my parents were working, one afternoon I watched a film on T.V. From that moment on I wanted to visit Cambodia. The film was “The Killing Fields” directed by Roland Joffé. It horrified me, it moved me, it made me cry and most importantly it always stayed with me.

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It was based on the true story of journalist Dith Pran and revealed the horrors of the Khmer Rouge regime.

29 years later and the moment to visit Cambodia was finally here, I was so excited. We organised a bus from Saigon to Phnom Penh for little more than the cost of a pizza. We were accompanied every step of the way through the Vietnam/Cambodia border by the excellent staff from the bus company, it couldn’t have been any simpler, and there we were in the Cambodia that I had been dreaming of for all these years.

And boy was it was a baptism of fire. The first ‘interesting’ event was the stark naked man walking along the roadside about 1km from the border, with full on caveman beard and hair. Jake, quite rightly, was a bit concerned as to where we were taking him at this point! Another couple of kilometres along the road the bus stopped at a cafe for us to get some lunch and said naked man went strolling by not long afterwards!

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Once we crossed the border there was a distinct change. If we had, at times, been surprised by the extent of Vietnam’s plastic pollution problem, it was nothing compared to Cambodia. As we drove down the roads not 10cm would go by without a piece of plastic littering the road side. Cambodia was one of the poorest nations in the world, with 48% of its population living below the poverty line in 2007. However, Cambodia’s economy has sustained an average growth rate of 7.7% between 1995 and 2018, making it among the fastest-growing economies in the world. Infrastructure is still limited and plastic waste is everywhere. It was truly shocking. This wasn’t the Cambodia I had imagined.

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Our bus pulled in to the ‘station’ at Phnom Penh. The inverted commas signify it was a bus station in the loosest of terms – a triangular parking area in the centre of town, crowded by taxis and tuk-tuks all vying for your business to take you to your hotel.

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Not for us though, we’d booked a small ‘family friendly’ hostel not far from the centre (the inverted commas here mean something else but I’ll get to that later) and so we put on our rucksack and off we marched.

Well, we found ourselves not in a horrible area, but not the best part of town, in the dark and not feeling the most comfortable. We arrived at the hostel and I have to say the staff were all really friendly and helpful, however, and here comes the inverted commas bit, walking through clouds of marijuana smoke to get to reception and to the hostel bar/ restaurant didn’t shout family friendly to me. Nor did the overweight, middle aged men clearly being ‘entertained’ (yes, more inverted commas… you can draw your own conclusions) by much younger, very good looking Cambodian girls, while what I can only assume were their pimps looking on before they disappeared off who knows where for a short while.

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So, after getting a quick something to eat, we decided the best option was to retreat to our private family room, which, although basic, was clean and comfortable enough and we tucked ourselves away for the night, ready to hit Phnom Penh full on and with fresh eyes the following day.

The Cu Chi Tunnels

A stay in Saigon is just not complete without a trip to the Cu Chi Tunnels, a 250km long, elaborate network of small, very small, very very small tunnels built, used and lived in by the Viet Cong’s Army during the Vietnam/U.S. War, located to the north-west of the city.

The engineering of these tunnels is ingenious. They have trap doors, air vents, booby traps, they are built to deal with flooding in the rains and rising river levels. They have medical areas, living areas, night time areas and hiding places. But most importantly, the tunnels and chambers were used as planning rooms, supply rooms and communications networks for the resistance fighters. It was from this series of underground tunnels that the Viet Cong launched their formidable campaign, against increasing military action from a much stronger U.S. army. The clever use of the tunnels played a major role in North Vietnam winning the war.

Even more formidable is that the tunnels were dug by hand or with simple tools, made from what was available in the jungle. They were usually dug overnight, as there was less chance of being discovered, then by day the resistance fighters would slip back into the tunnel network waiting for daylight to fade, ready to start again.

Without precise navigational tools, there were times when the tunnels missed each other, were too high, or too low and therefore the night’s work had been in vain, but the tunnels gave the Viet Cong an edge over the US army that it could never overcome.

Life in the tunnels was no easy ride. The VC were sometimes forced to remain underground for days on end during times of intense bombing campaigns. In cramped conditions, with scarce food and rustic weaponry disease was rife and casualty numbers were high.

The area was napalmed, agent orange defoliated vast swathes of jungle, yet still the Viet Cong succeeded in using the tunnels to their advantage and managed to outmanoeuvre the U.S. army.

We took a fascinating guided tour of the Cu Chi Tunnels memorial park. Not only was our guide funny, he had immense knowledge of the tunnels and what life had been like for the Viet Cong and the area today.

We looked at the horrific booby traps that were planted, we tried out some of the small hiding places that were used by the Viet Cong and we even got to venture into a small section of the tunnels themselves at the end of the tour. We could do the long section (250m) or the short section (25m), of course we opted for the long section. Not my best decision!!

The tunnels are just wide enough for one person and so small you have to crouch at half height to make your way through them, either waddling like a penguin in a squat position or crawling on your hands and knees.

Dougie and the boys were fine, but about half way through I started to feel a tad (by tad read extremely) claustrophobic. I was so relieved to get out at the end. We were in there for about 20 minutes total and that was more than enough for me. I cannot even begin to imagine living my life in that network of tunnels for more than 6 years. It truly is incredible.

Cu Chi Tunnels is a truly eye opening experience and a must do on any trip to Saigon.

The Heat was on in Saigon!

Saigon! For me this was it. This was what our trip to Vietnam had been building up to. My love of Miss Saigon the musical (I’ve only seen it 3 times…or is it 4…and listened to the sound track several hundred times!) had planted a seed in my head that one day I would visit this place that was so far from anything I had ever known. This meant Saigon had been on my bucket list for at least 3 decades, long before the term bucket list even existed.

I’m not sure Dougie and the boys were so thrilled with my bursting into song at every opportunity as we roamed Saigon’s streets…or as I reluctantly call it Ho Chi Minh city (it just doesn’t have the same romantic ring to it!)…but here we were, fulfilling another lifelong dream.

Saigon really is a cool city. The capital of the south, with traffic nearly, but not quite, as crazy as Hanoi. It is Vietnam’s business and financial hub, but more than that, it has an incredibly rich history going back hundreds of years. We walked our socks off (or flip flops off) in Saigon, visiting some really awesome places and eating the amazing street food from all over the place.

By this point in our trip we had also become expert at crossing Vietnamese roads: Don’t wait for a gap, just walk out and keep moving slowly, the traffic will move around you like a river flowing around rocks, the key is don’t stop for any reason! All Vietnamese drivers seem to be experts at anticipating pedestrians crossing the road, but stopping really throws them, and is a sure way to get yourself run over.

Without wanting to bore you with the hours of tramping we did round the streets at all times of the day and night, here is our roundup of our favourite Saigon experiences:

The War Remnants Museum

Another dip into the history books, this museum takes an in depth look at the horrors of the Vietnam/U.S. war. The outside area has a whole host of military vehicles, including planes and helicopters, used during the conflict, as well as several types of bombs. Great for boys who love a bit of war machinery!

The exhibitions inside take a more harrowing look at the Vietnam war through the photography displays. There are some very graphic photos, some very moving photos, that some people might say are not suitable for kids to see. I would say you know your own kids and what they can deal with. We told our boys that there were going to be some very difficult images for them to look at, that they didn’t have to look, they could stay outside the gallery rooms if they wanted to or they could look at what they wanted to and they could ask us as many questions as they wanted to. I think it was the right choice. They both handled it all really well.

Another equally harrowing part of the museum broaches the subject of agent orange and the aftermath of is use. It was shocking, but millions of people across Vietnam are still dealing with the effects of agent orange today so, rightly, it should not be forgotten. There are still zones of South Vietnam that haven’t yet been decontaminated, leaving millions of people open to the effects of this toxic chemical. Children are still being born with severe disabilities, or developing terminal childhood illness. It may have been a difficult subject, but it certainly opened our eyes and it taught our children the importance of peace, leaving them with a better understanding that war isn’t just the glorified version you see in the old films.

It was a fantastic museum, definitely not to be missed if you are in Ho Chi Minh.

Ben Thanh Market

This is like any other Asian market you’ve been to…on steroids! Ben Thanh Market has hundreds of stalls crammed into every corner of this large market place building, stacked to the rafters with every possible thing you could imagine! You get pounced on by the vendors the moment your eyes wander in the direction of anything, with offers of ‘good price’. Our kids have become very adept at bartering for what they want, which makes me strangely proud as its not something I’m very good at! The market building itself is one of the earliest surviving structures in Saigon and is still part of Saigon’s fabric, therefore it should be part of any trip here.

The Independence Palace

An impressive building in the centre of Saigon and an iconic symbol for Vietnamese independence, the palace is a must visit place, as much for its magnificent example of 1960s architectural style as for its historic significance.

 

Construction of the original palace on the site was completed in 1873. The building was used as the home and headquarters of the French Governor of Cochochine and therefore originally referred to as the Governor’s palace. In 1954, as per the accords made on France’s withdrawal from Vietnam, the palace was handed over to the South Vietnam government as the country divided into two separate states.

‘This is all important because?’ you might well be asking! Well, because two pilots from the South Vietnamese air force rebelled in 1962. Instead of heading off on a mission to bomb the Viet Cong, they changed their course and bombed the palace instead! The entire left-wing of the palace was destroyed, and the extent of the damage was such that the palace could not be repaired. Ngô Đình Diệm, the republic’s president ordered the rest of the palace to be demolished and completely rebuilt. That is the building that stands to this day.

But the palace is more famous for this reason: At 10:45 on 30 April 1975, a tank of the North Vietnamese army bulldozed through the main gate effectively ending the Vietnam War. It is the official site of the end of a war that had raged for 20 years.

Visiting the palace, you get to walk through its opulent state rooms on the ground and second floor and see where foreign dignitaries were welcomed, where important negotiations and meetings were held (we didn’t get to visit the first floor as it was closed off on the day we were there). On the top floor  was the fun area – the card playing and games room, bar, cinema, and private night club straight from a 1960s Bond movie. From the window you could see the roof top helipad complete with helicopter, but unfortunately we weren’t able to go out to it.

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But possibly the most interesting part (that we somehow managed to do backwards (there is an official direction of visit!) was the bunker basement that houses telecommunications and war rooms, in a warren of underground tunnels. Yellowing maps showing territory about to be lost on the walls and 60s state of the art communications equipment are all on display.

After our palace visit we wandered through the extensive gardens and to the Independence Palace café bar for a well earned Saigon beer.

 

 

The Notre Dame Cathedral Saigon and the Saigon Central Post Office

Just a stone’s throw away from each other, these two buildings are stunning examples of  French colonial architecture and both have now become destinations on the list of any tourist visiting Ho Chi Minh. Even if you’re not a big church fan, if you like Renaissance architectural style you will not be disappointed with the Cathedral. As for the post office, while admiring its splendid architecture, part of the fun is also picking up a post card inside and sending it to someone special in a far flung place. Although it doesn’t take long to pass through these two, they should definitely go on your visiting list.

 

Street Food

In Saigon turn down little alleys, head up big roads, go to the market; everywhere you turn you will find some kind of street food: Com Ga and Banh Mi being two of our favourites. Often food is served in places you would never dream of sitting and eating at in Europe in a million years, but here in Saigon they serve not just the cheapest but the the tastiest, freshest food going! Be brave give it a try! 

 

 

Guitar Street

We met a guy, at the street food market, who had a guitar. He asked me to keep an eye on it while he went to order his food and I happily obliged. As both of the boys play the guitar, when he got back we asked if we could take a look. It was brand new, he had just picked it up from the shop. This brief encounter ended with us buying a small travel guitar in the most amazing street.

With a few simple directions, we zigzagged our way through Saigon to ‘Guitar Street’ (guess what they sell there?). Dark had set in, we turned into the street, which had rows of small guitar shops/workshops on either side all lit up, with beautiful guitars hanging from the ceilings. We headed for the same shop market man had recommended and after some time trying different guitars for size, we came away with a beautiful, handcrafted travel guitar for not much more than £60. It was a steal! Even if you’re not in the market for a new guitar it’s fun to walk up the street admiring all the different instruments hanging around.

 

There is so much to do with or without kids in Saigon, we could have easily spent another week just wandering and discovering. Suffice to say, if you are planning on visiting Ho Chi Minh, you are unlikely to come away disappointed!

 

Da Nang & Hoi An

After Halong our onward journey took us back to Hanoi to pick up an overnight train south to Da Nang, about halfway down the country on the east coast, the South China Sea.

We definitely think the Vietnamese trains are the best way to travel through the country. Cheap and comfortable, you get a real insight to Vietnam country life when you travel by train, passing by rice paddies and through small towns. We booked our four man sleeper cabin on line, showed our e-ticket and on we went. It was at this point, with the slightly dubious hygiene of the train issued blankets, that our sleeping bag liners came in handy!

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After a night on the train we arrived in Da Nang the next day. It was time for us to spend a bit of time in one place, catch up on some school work and check out some of Vietnam’s most famous beaches.

Once one of French Indochina’s biggest five cities and also the city in which American troops first landed during the Vietnam conflict, Da Nang is the biggest city in central Vietnam. It is currently being transformed from a sleepy provincial city to a city on the move and we could see the change taking place before our eyes with all the construction being carried out along the shoreline…

We booked a week at Anisha Homestay (which we highly recommend) to the north of the main hotel strip – a little bit away from the central tourist hustle and bustle and more in the ‘local’ area. Still we had over 20 miles of white sandy beaches and clear waters just a five minute walk away. 

The homestay was superb. Giang, the owner, and all of her family were so kind and friendly, the place was really clean and spacious with a really nice, homely feel. Throughout the week Giang introduced us to a range of Vietnamese food and as a result, we probably tried far more variety than we would have been brave enough to try if we had been left to our own devices! We also loved to walk out to the little street restaurant, that did meat and salad with Vietnamese pancake wraps, and then there was the bakery and its ‘Bahn Mi Op La’ that became a staple stop for us for lunch, the doughnuts, cakes and biscuits were pretty good too…oops!

It was also our first introduction to real Vietnamese beds – they were seriously hard, in true Vietnamese tradition! Having said that, we slept really well on them with no backaches or pains in the morning, so maybe there’s something in it…

The first afternoon on the beach we watched the fishermen with awe as they cast out their fishing nets from the traditional Vietnamese basket boats. An hour or so later we were (willingly) roped in to helping pull the nets back in again. Then a crowd of locals started to gather round and the fishermen swiftly sorted the catch, got their scales out and started selling the fish directly from the beach.

The only down side to the beach in Da Nang is that we got to see the world’s plastic pollution problem first hand. Each day we went to the beach we collected some of the plastic waste that was washing up on the shore. We even started collecting bits of plastic that floated by us in the sea too. It also saddened us, and it felt morally wrong, that the beaches in front of the big hotel resorts were groomed and preened, the plastic waste removed so that nobody in those places had to face up to the reality of what we humans are doing to our oceans, whilst the beaches used by local fisherman for their livelihood and used by the locals for their enjoyment were not given the same priority, and therefore plastic pollution here was more than just evident.

One of our favourite spots for the week was a café in the back streets that did excellent iced Vietnamese coffee. It became our daily post school, pre beach stop off  and was also where we watched locals playing a card game that necessitated slapping the cards down on the table as hard as possible, that we still have no idea how you play!

The other highlight in Da Nang is the Dragon Bridge – a 666m Dragon shaped bridge that at 9pm on the weekends spits fire and water! Everyone comes out to watch, locals and tourists alike – the bridge is definitely a feature not to miss.

Da Nang is a world away from the tourist centres of other Vietnamese cities. You definitely feel you are in ‘real’ Vietnam if you stay here and we would recommend anyone heading to Hoi An not to bypass Da Nang, but maybe stay here for a few days too for a completely different Vietnam experience.

Hoi An

Hoi An is only 29km and yet truly a world away from the modern city of Da Nang. Hoi An is the Yang to Da Nang’s Yin! Another UNESCO heritage site in Vietnam, it is a beautifully preserved ancient town, from where the Cham people controlled the spice trade between the 7th and 10th Centuries. It went on to be an important trading port on the Silk route from the 16th Century to the end of the 18th Century, during which it was settled by various nationalities including the Japanese, Dutch, Chinese and Indians. This melting pot of cultural influences helped develop its unique architecture.

We stayed a short walk from Hoi An’s historic old town in a lovely little homestay with a stunning little pool to cool off in. The area around Hoi An is super flat and the hotel provided bikes free of charge, as with most Hoi An hotels. It was the perfect way to get around and see the area as well as the town.

The Old Town is predominantly pedestrianised, meaning wandering round on foot or by bike is both safe and easy. We took our trusty bikes one day, paid for a tourist ticket that gave us entry into a number of the town’s heritage buildings, museums and a traditional theatre performance, and off we went cycling round to all the major visitor attractions on the list. We managed to cover the Japanese Bridge, the museum of History and Folklore, the museum of Ceramics, the Cantonese Assembly Hall and Gardens, the Old House of Duc An and we squeezed in a traditional dance and music performance at the end. It was the perfect way to to visit and I think we did pretty well!

We also spent our time wandering the streets of the old town, the tailor’s market (which was bitter-sweet given that with four brimming rucksacks and another 10 months to travel we couldn’t fit any of the magnificent made-to-measure clothes in!), the food market where we first tried Hoi An’s famous Cao Lau – the first of many consumed while we were there. And then there was the night market every day from 5.00p.m., across the river bridge on the island. It offers all kinds of treats and delicacies and a particular favourite of ours was the rolled ice-cream. It was just as entertaining to watch it being made as it was to eat it. And of course there was an abundance of silk lanterns and other goods on offer too.

Our stay in Hoi An also coincided with the full moon lantern festival (yes, very proud of myself for having planned that one in!) As we headed down to the riverside after dark, there were people everywhere selling paper lanterns to be lit and floated down the river. Vietnamese tradition sees this as an offering of remembrance and respect for ancestors. Although it did feel a little touristy, and as though the real tradition behind the festival had been replaced with a sense of commercial gain, it was still a very special sight to behold. 

Possibly one of our favourite days, however, took us out of Hoi An’s centre. Before coming to Vietnam, I had romantic visions of peacefully cycling through paddy fields, it seemed to me to be the quintessential Vietnamese experience. The area surrounding Hoi An is flat and full of paddy fields intertwined with waterways heading out to sea. So, we took the bikes out from the hotel again, but this time we headed out to the coast. We weaved our way through the rice paddies and along the road to An Bang beach. This very chilled out place was friendly and welcoming. The waves were quite big, but not too dangerous, so we all had good fun in the water. The beach side bars and restaurants were really reasonably priced and the sun loungers and umbrellas free if you had a drink – it would have been rude not to, right?

So, if you’re heading to Hoi An, don’t bypass Da Nang on your way.  Think about spending a couple of days and seeing two very diverse sides of this beautiful country.

Halong Bay: Getting there & taking a cruise.

Just as with Hanoi, I had reservations about visiting Halong Bay, but for very different reasons. We had heard stories of hundreds of Junk boats all vying for space and time in Halong Bay, taking away from the natural beauty of the place and making it a bit of a tourist trap and to put it plainly, I didn’t want to be disappointed. Thankfully, I can honestly say I most definitely wasn’t!

An example of Vietnamese kindness:

We told the receptionist at our hotel in Hanoi’s Old Quarter that we wanted to go to Halong Bay on public transport, not an organised tour, as we were going to stay there for a few days. We asked if they could tell us which bus we needed to get to the main bus station, where we could then get a connection to Halong Bay. We couldn’t believe it when he called a friend over who was sitting nearby and who then personally escorted us to the right bus stop, winding through the small streets of Hanoi’s Old Quarter and out to the main road for about 15 minutes. We were waiting for the catch…but much to our surprise it never came. He was just a helpful young man who liked speaking English and had some spare time. And although we could have made it on our own, it was a much simpler and more interesting experience walking with a local.

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The main bus station

We paid our fare on the city bus and stood with all our baggage as people stared at us smiling, I’m not sure they see many families carrying several rucksacks of varying sizes between them (6 at that point!) and just as we had been told, we got to the main bus station smoothly. So smoothly, in fact, that the bus before the one we had wanted to get was only just about to leave. We rocked up to the ticket counter and lo and behold at the counter were 2 of the young travellers we’d shared the night bus from Laos to Vietnam with! Just a couple of days earlier, at Hoa Lo Prison, we had also bumped into a group of young guys that we’d taken the 2 day slow boat to Luang Prabang with…it really is a small world!

Anyway, back to the ticket counter: we asked about the bus to Halong Bay and the lady said, if you’re quick you’ll get the earlier bus, she issued our tickets and then we were given our second personal escort of the day straight out to the bus! Well, we weren’t sure what to expect from the public from what we had read online, and from the fact that so many private tourist transport options were available, but it had to be one of the best buses we’d taken yet – we had huge seats with great leg room, aircon and wifi. A four hour trip including a halfway stop for toilet break and something to eat…all for the princely sum of £4.00 per person!

At the bus station near to Halong Bay we picked up another local bus that dropped us about 300m from our hotel – ok, 3 buses and a bit of planning were involved, but it wasn’t that hard.

The Halong Bay day cruise

Halong Bay itself is a small town, so it didn’t take us too long to look around and check out the prices of the Halong Bay cruises that were on offer everywhere you looked! In the end we opted for the one organised through our hotel as it offered a great package at the most competitive price we had seen.

We were picked up from the hotel early in the morning and taken to the port, where we were given our tickets and shown aboard our Junk boat by our guide. After a short time we set off out across the bay towards the open ocean, which before long opened onto the breathtaking scenery of the tens of dozens of limestone towers and islands protruding magnificently from the sea. It really does have to be seen to be believed!

 

The day cruise included a number of stops. First stop on our cruise was the Sung Sot Cave (Amazing Cave). The Junk boat drops you on the shore of one of the limestone islands and the entrance to an enormous cave, which has some of the most impressive stalactites and stalagmites I’ve ever seen. As you emerge from the cave, the boat is waiting for you at the exit point.

 

Our cruise then continued with a freshly cooked seafood lunch on board the boat, which was superb, as we made our way to the Halong Pearl Farm. Here we got to see the farming process and the harvesting of the pearls.

The final activity, and the icing on the cake for us, was the hour and a half sea kayaking around the towering limestone rocks close to the pearl farm. It really was an unforgettable experience. Halong’s stunning scenery is well deserving of its UNESCO world heritage status and definitely not to be missed if you are visiting northern Vietnam.

 

 

Highlights of Hanoi

 

With just a few days to spend exploring, we only scraped the surface of what Hanoi has to offer, but we tried to make the most of our time. Here are our highlights of this mad but amazing city:

Hanoi’s Old Quarter

Wandering the labyrinth of streets that make up Hanoi’s Old Quarter was one of our favourite things. Seeing the crazy scooters carrying unimaginable loads, the street hawkers offering all kinds of goods, the baskets full of fresh fruits, veggies, pulses, herbs and spices, the carefully balanced baskets being carried on poles. It’s a fantastic place to wander, breathe in Asia (and preferably not the pollution!) and know that you are in the beating heart of the city.

 

Hoa Lo Prison Museum a.k.a. The Hanoi Hilton

A baptism of fire for Vietnamese history, the Hoa Lo Prison is an extremely thought provoking place. Focusing on the Vietnamese struggle for independence from French control in the late 1800s and early 1900s, the prison museum takes you through a series of rooms where prisoners were housed in appalling conditions, shackled to the floor, beaten by guards, held in stockades and even faced the Guillotine.

An unexpected outcome of these unhappy, mistreated people being congregated in one place though, was that it became the perfect place for recruiting resistance fighters. The prison fostered the spread of Vietnamese communism amongst the prisoners, through the word of mouth stories told within its walls.  This was a significant oversight by French colonial powers, particularly when  you consider that at least 4 former Hoa Lo prisoners went on to form part of the North Vietnamese government.

Within the prison are also two rooms dedicated to U.S. POWs, who were held in the prison during the U.S. / Vietnam conflict and who gave it the famous nickname ‘the Hanoi Hilton’. Despite the atrocities of this war, these rooms are a slightly lighter affair than the rest of the prison. The information is, however, presented from the Vietnamese perspective and in a way the authorities would like it to be perceived by the outside world. We on the other hand are not so sure of the real truth.

We really came away from the prison with a much better understanding of the decades of conflict that had hit this nation. I was also impressed with how incensed my children were at the injustice of colonialism and the stupidity of war. This would prove to be a running theme throughout our time in Vietnam…

 

Hao Kiem Lake (The Lake of the Restored Sword) & the Pagoda

By day or by night there was always something to see at Hao Kiem lake. In the relative cool of the morning walking around the edge of the lake, watching people taking art classes, doing Tai Chi, aerobics or running, was a world away from the rest of Hanoi’s mania. Seeing families and friends all spending time together at the lake, partaking in all kinds of different activities made us feel good. In the evening, the lights, the buzz, the various street performances, the teenagers doing skateboarding tricks or practicing dance routines gave a different but just as enjoyable feel.

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The Mausoleum and Ho Chi Minh Museum

If we didn’t know much about Ho Chi Minh, other than his name, before we arrived in Hanoi, we certainly did by the time we left . We couldn’t go into the impressive Mausoleum which houses Ho Chi Minh’s emabalmed body as it was closed, visiting times are limited, but we did get to marvel at the imposing building in the vast square and the rather scary Vietnamese guards on duty. The museum, as well as being a welcome escape from the heat, was a really interesting story of the history of Ho Chi Minh and definitely worth the visit.

 

Huu Tiep Lake and the B-52 bomber

Part of the fun for this one was navigating Hanoi’s narrow back streets to find it. We didn’t want to take the direct route and it really was an adventure. The remains of part of a shot down B-52 bomber sitting in the centre of a small lake, in a peaceful square, in a crowded part of Hanoi is the unexpected prize at the end. Shot out of the sky in December 1972, the part of the B-52 bomber that landed in and remains in the lake is, to quote the words of Haushik, almost a “war trophy of Vietnam’s victory over the B-52s”. We read the wall mounted inscription and took our pictures, before heading off to find a local coffee shop. Which brings me to our next favourite…

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Vietnamese coffee shops

Our first real introduction to Vietnamese iced coffee was in Hanoi and we have had a soft spot for it ever since. One day, as we were out on a mission, we stopped at an interesting looking coffee shop on the corner of a crossroads. The tables were terraced across the corner so everyone could look out onto the street and watch the crazy Hanoi world go by. We had a full explanation of Vietnamese coffee by a lovely young man, who (thankfully for us) spoke excellent English, after which Vietnamese coffee became a regular on our menu!

Long Bien Bridge

Designed by Gustave Eiffel, this huge cantilever bridge was a massive feat of engineering. Built in 1899 by Vietnamese workers, a massive 2.4 km long it is also considerable historical importance. Control of the bridge also determined control of the northern regions of Vietnam. As such, it was bombed several times by the Americans during the American / Vietnam war, but was always quickly rebuilt by the Vietnamese. It was also one of the first ever targets to be hit using laser guided bombs (for you military history geeks out there!)

Just on the edge of the Old Quarter, we set out along the historic bridge, with it’s crumbling pedestrian pathway, whilst all kinds of crazy scooter loads passed us by. It was hot, noisy and dusty but it also gave us a different perspective on Hanoi life. Vietnamese teens posed for photos on the railway track that runs across the bridge’s span, above banana plantations and shanty towns under the bridge that ran up to the river’s edge. Plenty of  food for thought, not just views down the river and back to the city. 

So there they are, our Hanoi highlights. Have you visited Hanoi? What would you add to the list?

Hanoi

There are no other words for it – Hanoi is MENTAL! But boy, what a buzzing city and what fun we had there. I had my reservations, other travel bloggers I read seemed to either love it or hate it. I wondered how we would feel…

We arrived at Hanoi after dark, pre-warned that the taxi drivers would try to push up their prices on seeing us ‘Westerners’. Forewarned is forearmed they say and we were prepared for haggling our taxi fare. We finally agreed and off we went, ever wary of being ripped off, to find our hotel in Hanoi’s Old Quarter. 

Our driver weaved his way through the craziness of Hanoi’s streets and got us as close to our hotel as possible – I have never seen so many scooters in my life as were roaming Hanoi’s roads that Saturday night, blaring horns and flashing lights all round. As it was a Saturday night, a one-way system was in force with the old quarter zoned off and pedestrianised, so we were let out of the taxi at a barricade and left on the street corner. Rucksacks on, we set off into the crowd. The small, narrow streets of the Old Quarter were absolutely buzzing, rammed full of people, sitting outside small family run restaurants or by street food stalls, being served at small plastic tables and sitting on small plastic stools. The noise and the smells are indescribable, the whole atmosphere was electrifying!

 

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A short walk later (thank God for google maps) and in a street full of Saturday night revelers, eating, drinking or just taking a walk, with music pounding all around us, we arrived. Our room, five flights of stairs up (or 108 steps to be precise), had a balcony overlooking the street. We dropped our stuff and watched the goings on below from a safe distance.

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Then with stomachs calling we took the plunge and headed into the ruckus. We loved Hanoi and we never looked back.

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