Return from bliss...

The trouble with a whirlwind vacation to scattered points across the globe is the difficulty of expressing the experience sufficiently. Many people have curiously inquired, "how was your trip, what did you do, what did you see???" I feel like saying, “just go yourself, you won’t regret it.”

Vietnam is truly an indescribable land lingering in time. The old-fashioned streets of Hanoi’s old quarter are bombarded with billions of scooters. Entire city blocks in this congested square kilometer are dedicated to one trade and one trade alone. This makes it impossible for a one-stop-shopper, yet convenient for a haggling bargain hunter. One street boasts stationery, another tinsmiths. Peek a few rows over and discover Buddhist alter lane, furniture parkway, or stone court. Kind-eyed women sell local vegetables out of hand-woven wicker baskets amongst the bustling boulevards. Rugged street kitchen tables topple with customers eager to score a cheap meal. Life is in motion.

Adjacent to the vibrant Old Quarter, you find solace at Hoan Kiem Lake. The pleasant pond has a notable pavilion jutting out of the center; the home of a legendary golden-tortoise still lingering in the waters. A path winds around the vast lake, allowing people to escape the city’s beat, even for a moment.

Far from Hanoi’s traffic jams lies the peaceful coastlines of the country. School children mount vintage bicycles (one on the pegs, one on the handle bars, and one on the seat) and leisurely cruise along the wide dirt lanes. Cows laze about on corners, blocking your path as they see fit. Sun-kissed paddies burst with fall crops. Most people sport the stereotypical conical hat to protect themselves from the relentless heat. And most refreshing are the friendly smiles and peppy hellos that greet you at every juncture.

Now, let’s not forget the sea. The South China Sea brings emerald waters ashore. Pure sand beaches lack jagged rocks, shells, and litter. Large coconut boats line the beach front, waiting for a fisherman to test it on the waters. Quaint seaside restaurants pepper the coast. Want a beach chair and straw umbrella? Splurge on one 50 cent drink and the space is yours for the day. Sadly, this bliss may slip away or at least transform as large resorts pop up across the serene shores. Hyatt, Le Meridien, and major golf clubs have already posted advertisements of their upcoming developments in this real estate jackpot.

So, I finish with these thoughts…go to Vietnam. Experience the land in transition and enjoy the endless beauty.



*Blurbs on Honk Kong, Ha Long Bay, Hanoi, & Food to come. Promise.