10.01.2012 30 °C
Yay! We've been reunited with our favourite traveling companion. I don't know how we survived 5 weeks without our computer. The funny part? When we finally took it to a Mac dealer in Kuala Lumpur, he turned it on and it worked! He couldn't explain it, but then again nothing makes sense to me when it comes to computers, so we're just grateful to have something bigger than an ipod to type on.
So here we are in Malayasia in a to-die-for resort, with a villa sitting on stilts over the ocean, and I just want to brag about it, but there are the 5 weeks in Vietnam that I haven't told you about yet….so I guess I'll have to contain my resort induced excitement and tell you about the charm, beauty, and fabulous tailors in Vietnam.
We started out in the south, and worked our way about half way up the country.
Our first stop was on the island Phu Quoc where we hung out at the beach,
went on a snorkel trip,
watched the fishermen,
and visited a pearl farm.
This lady was like a 7-eleven in a boat. She seemed to travel among the fishing boats in the harbour selling her wares.
We also enjoyed marveling at the creative wiring. Coincidentally, this is the island where my computer stopped working …. maybe it was in self preservation mode….
I needn't have worried, when they have highly trained pro's with high tech equipment in charge of maintenance.
Mac got his first taste of windsurfing,
while Meg got yet another taste of icecream
After leaving Phu Quoc, we stayed for several days in Mac's worst nightmare - SAIGON. I think they should rename it Scooter City. You know all of those pictures that fly around the internet showing the different things people carry on their scooters? If we didn't see them in Cambodia, we definitely saw them here….by the thousands. They have taken over the city, and when there isn't enough room on the roads, they just drive on the sidewalks. One guy pushed Megan out of his way, because she dared walk on the sidewalk where he was trying to drive! I thought she was going to haul off and punch him. Lucky for him his scooter was faster than her reaction time
Meg and I did a day tour of the Mekong Delta where we visited a coconut candy factory, and were paddled down a little river by two old women in a little dug out canoe. We fell behind our group somehow, so these women poured it on until we were skimming along at about 90mph, passing all of the other little old women's boats like they were standing still. At the end, as they were panting and gasping for air, they held out their hands and said "tip-tip".
The four of us went on a Cu Chi Tunnel tour as well. Does anyone aside from Jud, Paul, and my brother Jim know what the Cu Chi Tunnels are? It's unbelievable how much I've learned so far on this trip, I mean seriously, did I sleep through 4 years of high school and another 5 of university? Anyway, the Cu Chi tunnels are an amazing network of hand dug underground tunnels that were used by the Cu Chi people and the Viet Cong during the Vietnam War (or American War, as it's known in Vietnam). There were miles of these tunnels, and the people both traveled and lived in them. The kids and I even crawled around in them for a bit.
Some on the entrances were pretty darned small. Definitely not made for full sized American soldiers.
For a fuller Vietnam war experience, we got to climb on tanks
and shoot AK 47s, or maybe they were M16s....
For both our sakes, I think I'll stop here for today.
Coming up next, Mui Ne - stay tuned...