Today was thankfully a bit more relaxing, starting with a one and a half hour boat ride through Tam Coc, sometimes called inland Halon Bay. The river system snakes between, and under, limestone mountains, and our trip took us through three low lying caves. Our guides where a husband and wife team who row tourists along the river five days a week.
An interesting little tid bit from our day in the National Park. The signage within the park is very creative and often in the form of a riddle.
Yesterday Gemma seemed a little upset when we pulled up for a rest stop and exclaimed to me through gasping breath “you’re not even puffing”, well I hope she’s happy now because today was a bit of a slog. Continue reading “Cycling, Day three”
Before jumping on the bikes today, we drove back over the mountains we had come over yesterday to a junction in the road about an hour and a half from where we stayed. Continue reading “Cycling, Day two”
How many spring rolls can a foodie eat, so far I am up to about twenty!
They are delicious, way better than any I have had in Sydney, including my regular Surry Hills Vietnamese haunt. Continue reading “One for the foodies”
Today the real adventure begins.
Well we have arrived! Safe and sound. Although I must say there is nothing like stepping out of an airport into a foreign country to remind you of your vulnerablity. Continue reading “Hurrying through Hanoi”