once upon a wing in…Vietnam

Once upon a wing, my friend Emma and I traveled to Vietnam. We left the chilly China winds behind and entered the crazy motorcycle city of Ho Chi Minh. There, we danced and darted across streets ablaze with colour and engines. Our senses were greedily satisfied as we gorged on fruit shakes, fresh spring rolls, pho upon pho upon pho.

We didn’t delve down the tourist tunnels. Instead, we set sail on a little wooden boat and found ourselves wandering in forests alongside the Mekong Delta in search of a challenge. We feasted on more pho, which due to some handy ‘mime’ skills, allowed us to be served without uttering the local lingo, which so bewildered and discombobulated our little ears, due to us being so a-tuned to our Chinese.

We slept on a boat, floating under an incredible sunset, nestled in the safety of our mosquito nets. We sang with locals and harnessed a little wooden number to deliver us across the delta. Our curiosity always got the better of us, and despite the rain, we ran and laughed, burning our tongues with spices from spice.

Cambodia was our destination, but that’s a story for another day. Before we knew it, we were back in Ho Chi Minh, devouring more Pho and nibbling on candy floss under the light of sporadic fireworks, welcoming in the new Vietnamese year.

We took to Mui Ne, a beach land of wonder. It was there that we discovered the best mango mojitos in the world and spent lazy days watching kite surfers take to the ocean and the sky.

For our next adventure, we traveled to Dalat. We went deep into the highlands and got lost in a giant house that could have been straight from Alice in Wonderland. We cycled around lakes and up hills and we even abseiled down waterfalls. It was there that we also said farewell before embarking on our solo journeys.

I hopped aboard a motorbike and got rushed to a bus to take me back to Ho Chi Minh. I prayed for my life as we fled through the land, sharing half a seat with the driver and half a seat with a family of four. I laughed and I arrived.

I flew North to Hanoi where I wandered and admired the cute architecture. I watched puppets dance in water and explored old, worn-out museums. I took a day trip to Halong Bay where I threw myself into a spot of kayaking through the caves. I ate fresh fish straight from the bay and marveled at the famous limestone peaks.

On my last day I said a little good morning to Vietnam and enjoyed one last exploration before being fed a shot of very strong alcohol by my guesthouse owner and being sent on my merry blurry way, back home to China.

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Cheers Vietnam!

Love,

Luna

February ‘Vietnam and Cambodia’

Eat chocolate, kiss and travel. I’ll take all of the above. Every single day. What better way to start a brand new year with a journey to far-away lands. (OK, not THAT far from China, but you get the idea ;).

Sizzling Ho Chi Minh city, a world of motorcycles and Pho. An epic 2day boat ride, just drifting along the Mekong Delta, no money, no worries (apart from NO money), just the sunsets, the river, my runny nose that would be sure to win the race and little fruit markets floating by. Palaces and balcony breakfasts and massages and legit’ back-street Cambodian food with locals…Phnom Penh. A city of treasures and tragedies…

Bumpy bus rides with sophisticated ladies passing dreamy meadows and villages on stilts. Tuk-tuk rides to weddings in Siem Reap, and to the breathtaking Temples of Angkor. Bike rides through beautiful villages, kids chasing us at our feet. Butterfly restaurants and buckets of Angkor WHAT?! Fish tickling our feet and the best veggie burgers in the world….Siem Reap is dreamy.

Back to crazy Ho Chi Minh for candyfloss and cocktails and the Vietnamese New Year. Onwards to Mui Ne…a land of kites and mango daiquiris. The BEST mango daiquiris in the world. For real. Lazy daze….

Dalat. The highlands where buildings are built like fantasy Alice in Wonderland lands, and waterfalls are meant for abseiling. Motorbike rides where you fear for your life….

Hanoi. The most beautiful city. The most colourful architecture and puppets that dance in water. Then the water of Halong Bay. So blue. Just gliding through caverns and caves in a canoe built for two…

Then home to Guangzhou. What a journey :)

soundtrack to my month…nothing so free as blasting this at the top of your lungs in rural Cambodia on a pink bicycle…meadows to your left…sunsets to your right…