Hanoi Queen 2 Hotel
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... the landscape we were keen to get going on our first trek. We had some breakfast and were introduced to our tour guide, Chu. Chu was a local Hmong woman and was just eighteen but had the knowledge of everything in the area. The Hmong women are a traditional tribe whom wear bizarre clothes and decoration; technically they are just street sellers who will try and sell you anything. We headed down from Sapa towards a local village which held a lovely waterfall. Along the way ...
... people who brought with them new and different ways of thinking!
Judy, Lily, Jo, John, and Christin from the UK, Michael, Sven, Bev, and Monique from Australia, Ben from New Zealand, Ivette from Ecuador, and Lien from Belgium.
They had become our dear friends and we were so glad that we had expanded our network of friends and family to all across the globe!
At the dinner Eric ordered the stewed chicken ...
... quite possibly his wife) had gone home for the day (it was about 22:00 at this point), but unfazed by this he said it was not a problem as he would go and retrieve her to cook our meals. So off he went, jumping onto his Royal Enfield, vanishing into the night.
Five minutes later, the roar of the bike roused us from our conversation on what was the best type of beer we had drunk so far on the trip (the debate on Newton's Third law of motion was covered the night before...). ...
Singapore Airways 175 Confirmation 6EDI63 Depart Hanoi 12:35pm Arrive Singapore 5:00pm Bangkok Airways 962 Confirmation MPSTWM depart Singapore 8:35pm Terminal 1 Arrive Koh Samui 9:20pm Transfer with Diethelm to hotel Accommodation Nora Chaweng Hotel Inc. breakfast Reference: ...
... light was dangerously close as the crash had totalled my electrics and I had no lights at all.
Despite our best efforts the night fell as we entered the national park where we were due to meet Kirsty and Jenny. The clouds had lifted to leave a drenching drizzle that froze our fingers, soaked our feet and made my injured wrist ache and throb. We came to what we thought was our turning as the last light left the sky. All around us was pitch black and silent as we tried ...