Chuong Duong Hotel
No prices found through our partners. Please contact the business directly or check some of our recommended alternatives.
How has this hotel rated in the past?
TravelPod Member ReviewsChuong Duong Hotel My Tho
Sadly, this is a run down old place with little to offer beyond the river view.
Breakfast is meagre.
Aircon is noisy.
Staff are not forthcoming.
It is, however, at the centre of activity, particularly at night.
This review is the subjective opinion of a TravelPod member and not of TravelPod.com.
TripAdvisor Reviews Chuong Duong Hotel My Tho
Travel Blogs from My Tho
... stream) and an opportunity to try some local delicacies. Emma jumped at the chance and ordered a plate of snake and tried a piece of rat. The others were less keen but everyone ended up trying some snake, it was so boney though the rat was definitely the better option.
We finished up our trip with a boat ride back to the hotel and a lunch stop before the long drive back to Ho Chi Minh.
Sophie, Emma, Lilly and ...
... tasted like 40% pure alcohol.
For lunch we went to an orphanage. It was a really delicious meal, although few spicy things I couldn't eat. Prawn rice paper rolls and hot and sour soup to start. Followed by rice, pork and chicken with steamed morning glory (a locally grown green veg very similar to other Asian greens and fast becoming a favourite) and rice. As so many of the local people rely on fishing to survive, it is customary to not ...
... where we each had a coconut with a straw to drink and the kids played in the hammock.
We took the boat back to the bus and on the way to Ho Chi Min we stopped at Vinh Trang Pagoda. It’s a Buddhist temple which is surrounded by giant Buddha statues, and when I say giant I do mean giant, they were really impressive!
Back at Ho Chi Min we had already checked out (it was about 6pm by now) but we were all sweaty and ...
... at six p.m., although the karaoke palace across the street was humming. I asked for "local bia." Four here equalled one at the room's minibar. Also, I needed French fries for Ben. Of the 15 folks on site, only a young mother in her twenties could speak some English. I sat at an empty four seat table to wait. Then, the eldest man, my age probably, shirtless, sat down with me. A VOL brought a tea set over with six cups. ...
... 8217;s, and inhaled sweet smoky incense at beautiful temples. A narrow back road led us to a rice noodle factory where the sheets of pasta were drying on a tin roof in the sunshine. Later we sampled freshly puffed rice mixed with warm vanilla caramel, coconut candies and lotus tea. We visited a brick and pottery factory with giant beehive shaped kilns and cruised through a ...