What’s the first thing you want to say in Viet Nam? “Good
Morning, Viet Nam!” It brings back memories of the Viet Nam War (they call it
the American War) and the isolation these people suffered for the 20 years
after the war. Our guide simply said, “The Americans tried to help the south
stay independent and it didn’t work.” The US Airfield in Danang is still there
as a “historical marker”, although it’s decrepit and abandoned. And what does China Beach look like?
Picture 1 shows that beach (one of the 6 best beaches in the world according to
Forbes) lined with luxury hotels.
After such a warm welcome by the Indonesian people, we found
it very different here. The people don’t smile as much here; they don’t rush
out to shake our hands; the people in markets don’t seem welcoming (although
they work hard to sell their wares). I don’t know if that’s because we’re
American or because their life since the war has been very difficult (the
average Vietnamese earns $200/year). We have lots of questions, but we hesitate
to ask. We read today of another dissident being arrested for actions against
the state and we certainly don’t want to put our guides or ourselves in a
difficult situation.
Our first stop was in Ha Long Bay in the old North VietNam.
Natural erosion of water and wind has created an archipelago of approximately
3000 limestone islets. We had a gloomy, cold (low 60s) day and it may have been
better than a bright sunny day. The shadows and fog lent a sense of mystery to
the area. Two of the more famous islets are the Fighting Chickens (Picture 2)
and the small islet in Picture 3, which is on one piece of the Vietnamese
currency.
As we wandered among the islands on our local boat, called a
Junk, we saw independent fishermen on small boats with nets, like the one shown
in Picture 4. The fishermen and their families live on floating villages, like
the one shown in Picture 5.
Pictures 6, 7 and 8 show a few of the scenic views of
islands. It was very difficult limiting this to so few pictures!
After a day at sea, we docked in Danang, which is a large container
port about half way down the coast. It’s in the northern part of the old South
Viet Nam. Rather than stay in Danang, we headed south to the old port of Hoi
An, which is a World Heritage Site. On the way, we stopped at the village of
Hoa Chau to experience village life. We visited an old temple from the 15th
century (although extensively remodeled in the 18th century), the
local market (Picture 9) and a local kindergarten (Picture 10). The children
enjoyed running up to us and touching us, then running away. As we left, our
guide heard them say in Vietnamese, “Grandmas and Grandpas”!
Then it was off to Hoi An, which is a World Heritage Site
over-loved! All groups seem to follow the same path and seem to get there at
the same time. After seeing the basics, we turned around and walked the path
backwards and it was a quiet, quaint little city (Picture 11). UNESCO has
recorded 850 sites of historic significance in naming it a World Heritage
site—wells, bridges, houses, shops, temples, pagodas and tombs. Probably the
most interesting site in the city was the Japanese bridge (Picture 12). Hoi An
was occupied by Chinese and Japanese over the centuries and this was built by
the Japanese in 1593. It was also a major trading port throughout the
centuries, until it silted up by the 18th century.
As a remembrance of the Chinese occupation, Picture 13 shows
the Chinese Assembly Hall. It was part temple and part assembly room, with
meeting spaces along the side. In the foreground is a very interesting
sculpture. In the background is the temple entrance and you’ll notice the round
cones hanging from the ceiling. These are long ropes of incense that have been
coiled into this shape (kinda like mosquito coils). These are donated by
people, in the hopes that their wishes (written on the paper hanging down in
the middle) will come true.
Finally, we visited a silk factory. There were
demonstrations of the process. In Picture 14, the young woman is creating silk
embroidery for a picture. In Picture 15, you can see the silk worms, placed on
a tray of mulberry leaves. They spin silk for 7 days, when new “kids” are
brought in. There was a room full of absolutely gorgeous silk fabric—some from
as little as $12/yard. Betsy was so overwhelmed by the selection that she left
without anything!
Our next stop will be 2 days in Ho Chi Minh City, or as many
people still call it,
Saigon.
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