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Evening old life,
or should I say afternoon (where I am).
It's Harriet by the way (Tashi to those of you who don't know my 'real' name), and don't worry, I'm not like Isabella and I'm not going to tell you the inner workings of my bowel and whatnot.
I don't exactly know what I'm going to tell you, I'm not much of a blogger you see, but Isabella pulled me down the stairs (she won't let me use the elavator to go down one level, gosh!!!) amd forced me onto a computer.
Well, we're in Hue' (pronounced 'Hway' ) but apparently, according to our blogs we've only just arrived in Sapa, which was like 6 days ago haha, funny how times flies!
Speaking of flying i got a plane to Hue' and I've been on a bus car taxi tuk tuk boat and plane in the last three days, talk about diaries of the "travelling" tandem!
One of the things I'm scared about when I get home is...
Well you know how we told you how crazy the traffic is, they have no rules except 'beep as much as your sanity allows you' which is quite a bit I've noticed.
so yeah anyway, I'm extremely scared that I'll get home in like byron or somewhere and forget about traffic rules (exclude the beeping) and try to cross the road not at a crossing in a busy trafficky road and get hit by a car or something!
but truthfully i think i was more susceptible to car accidents before i came here.
so yeah, the drunk but alright Aussies were a bit shocking at first but we survived, and in Sapa we went on amazing treks though the Cat Cat village (its called cat cat because a French man named it 'cascade' cos theres a waterfall there but the locals couldn't pronounce it so they just made it cat cat cute hey?) and other surrounding villages.
Pretty sure Isabella is saying all and more about it (as usual) and she has probably said enough for me to not have to go into details phew!
nope, I just checked with her and she wants me to write about Sapa, Damn!!!
so, sapa, what can I say?
Erm, the first two days were quite warm considering it was supposed to be around 6 degrees, it was probably around 18, but like I said before Isabella will probably tell you all that.
so, we got off the train, found the sign with our names on it, ( I felt so proud when I saw my name on that sign!) followed some asian guy to a little restaurant where he told us to sit down and wait.
Incredibly long story cut incredibly short we waited for like 1 hour and 15 minutes until we caught some public bus back to the hotel.
But we had no idea when it was coming. No-one in the restaurant knew when it was coming let alone spoke any english so we were pretty pissed off cos it was like 5am so we paid some guy 20,000 dong to call Mr Hai (its arrogant to not say mr) so i guess its 'to call Hai' just kidding... sorry, anyway (I ramble if you didn't notice... see!) erm, um, yes, right... so yeah, we paid the illiterate guy all that money and woke Mr Hai up who asked us to put the illiterate on the phone, we did, then some public bus came and picked us and 4 other people who were supposed to be picked up as well and took us on a 90minute drive to the chaulong sapa hotel, I remember the name cos I have this really bad habbit of collecting things, so I have like the toothbrushes and combs and shampoo and all that crap from all the hotels haha.
hate to, right?
But to our great surprise and sigh-able relief our baggage was taken from us and wheeled inside then we were given a warm glass of apple and cinnamon tea, (which was so delicious!)
mental note: see if mallams sells it... possible?
I think not
Then we were given our brekky coupon and were directed to the eatery haha
From here on I cannot describe my euphoria!
On the first table there was an array of french food; french sticks, croissants, (edam?) cheese, butter, profiteroles, cakes, and little french pastries.
I was in heaven... without dying... and without needing to actually believe in heaven.
pretty cool huh?
I thought so too.
on the next table was a huge selection of local fruits like: dragon fruit, pappaya, mangoes, banana, nashi pear, apples, watermelon, pineapple, mandarin, oranges etc.
shit, sorry, can't think of the rest, I'm kind of having a coughing fit, and struggling to regain my composure.
phew, then there were like tons of noodle dishes in between the tables.
If you went down to the end of the room near the bar, you could order omelettes and noodle soup, which you watched them make right in front of you, its quite amazing, the yuse chopsticks to flip the omelette and stuff and you get to choose what you want in it.
Now thats just the food!!!!!
If I could describe the scenery. Unbelievable!!!Rolling soft 'myst'ical mist seeping across the amazing valley of sapa. The architecture.. well... I'll leave that for Isabella's next blog.. she likes to write about normal things like that >>> but as for me...
I really can't think straight at the moment, so I'm going to go up to the room and eat some chocolate or do some other constructive thing with my time hehe
well, it was nice chatting to you and I'll write soon I hope.
We have to catch a bus in the morning at like 7am so I'll try to get an early night
I hope all these different points of view (Isabella's and mine) aren't confusing you
so ciao ciao
or should I say 'tam bien'
xXx Harriet the Spy