You've had the summary, you've met the people, and you've had time to recover from any trauma either of those may have caused, so now it's time to cause some more by getting into the minute-by-minute, play-by-play, blow-by-blow, excrutiatingly detailed, and mostly fictional, on account that I can't remember anything, detail of my time in Vietnam and Cambodia. We're going to have to do it quietly though as Noah and Jake are still sleeping.
And why should it matter that they are still sleeping? Well, because, they're here with me in Koh Chang, Thailand, and it'd be rude to wake them. At least, it would be rude to intentionally wake them when I said I wouldn't. I did though warn them that I wasn't going to be super quiet on their account, so perhaps I should just type louder. Or maybe turn the lights on, or open the curtain or something. They arrived in Bangkok more than a week ago though, so they're on the right clock and shouldn't suffer horribly if they're up before, say, 10am. Or maybe 11. Let's see what happens. Lord knows if they're not up by the time I'm done with you lot then I will likely totally renege on any "not waking" commitments and drag their sorry butts out of bed and down to the beach to make drizzle castles with me like they promised they would.
Anyway, back to Vietnam, and more specifically, Halong Bay, which is where the gruop of us got to post Hanoi. Between having given you a summary of the whole group trip thing, and having a mind like a sieve, I, as usual, have no idea what I will have to say. So this may be brief, it may not, we'll just have to see how it goes.
Let me start by dumping in some pictures and we'll see where it goes.
Man bandwidth at this hotel sucks. "Dumping" pictures turned into a couple hour ordeal that ultimately failed, but was followed up by some yummy food with the guys who eventually got up - with no intervention from me at about 11:30. Now back (we're being really lazy today) I've seemed to get them loaded in so we can now get on with the show.
Here are the notes I made in my phone for this day...
Agent Orange has infected over four million people, is now onto it's third generation, and is still going strong. By going strong I mean all sorts of really terrible things, like being born without organs.
The above picture is at an art co-op that we visited on our way to Halong Bay from Hanoi. She, and those around her, are stitching silk pictures. Most of the people working here, as artisans, sales people, etc. are in someway affected by agent orange, and money raised here goes to support others suffering from it's effects. Looking back, and having sorted through all the pictures, I realize that, between this visit and a trip to the War Remnants Musuem in Saigon on my last day in Vietnam, my time in Vietnam was neatly bookended by Agent Orange. Personally I think the world could have done without it altogether. But heck, what do I know.
And those are my notes for this day. The pictures speak well for the rest of the time in Halong Bay, though I suspect I might interupt from time to time.
There's Hyunra pretending to be Nixon. Popular pose amongst the group. For some reason no one went for "live long and prosper". I have no explanation.
The biggest game of beer pong ever.
Actually, we visited a ceramic manufacturer along the way as well, and I, not wanting to buy anything, spent my time pretending to be arty instead.
And here's Ha Long, the city from which you visit Halong Bay.
And yes, I expect the Lego city version of this street should be available in coming months.
Huh, whaddya know. Not many interuptions. It goes quicker that way.
Who knew?
Man bandwidth at this hotel sucks. "Dumping" pictures turned into a couple hour ordeal that ultimately failed, but was followed up by some yummy food with the guys who eventually got up - with no intervention from me at about 11:30. Now back (we're being really lazy today) I've seemed to get them loaded in so we can now get on with the show.
Here are the notes I made in my phone for this day...
Agent Orange has infected over four million people, is now onto it's third generation, and is still going strong. By going strong I mean all sorts of really terrible things, like being born without organs.
The above picture is at an art co-op that we visited on our way to Halong Bay from Hanoi. She, and those around her, are stitching silk pictures. Most of the people working here, as artisans, sales people, etc. are in someway affected by agent orange, and money raised here goes to support others suffering from it's effects. Looking back, and having sorted through all the pictures, I realize that, between this visit and a trip to the War Remnants Musuem in Saigon on my last day in Vietnam, my time in Vietnam was neatly bookended by Agent Orange. Personally I think the world could have done without it altogether. But heck, what do I know.
And those are my notes for this day. The pictures speak well for the rest of the time in Halong Bay, though I suspect I might interupt from time to time.
There's Hyunra pretending to be Nixon. Popular pose amongst the group. For some reason no one went for "live long and prosper". I have no explanation.
The biggest game of beer pong ever.
Actually, we visited a ceramic manufacturer along the way as well, and I, not wanting to buy anything, spent my time pretending to be arty instead.
And here's Ha Long, the city from which you visit Halong Bay.
And yes, I expect the Lego city version of this street should be available in coming months.
Huh, whaddya know. Not many interuptions. It goes quicker that way.
Who knew?
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