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... nobody died in his family. Far above our heads, his sister showed us the disturbing marks in their house to where the water and sand had risen to and told us how she had to climb up a tree to escape.
We also went whale watching. The blue whale, the largest mammal in the world, can be seen just off the coast. We choose to go with an eco company which meant that they keep a good distance which allows the whales to take enough air when coming up without ...
... amp; swapping travel stories. By the time we managed to stand up, we didn't have time to visit the temples, so I guess we'll just have to come back another weekend!
Our trip home took quite a while. Traffic seems to be worst on Sundays, and on top of that we missed our bus stop. Fortunately though, it gave me the opportunity to ride the train for the first time in India! Dude. It's funny how safety standards differ throughout the world. Our train ...
... trying not to fall asleep in the
hot sticky room. Graham and I had taken it upon ourselves to engage with as
many of the girls as possible so went around the room playing hand clapping
games with a few or simply letting our hands be held by the others. One of the
girls who we had noted as being very quiet indeed and clearly in her own
drugged up world began to bob her head as she tried to fight drifting off. One
of the teachers noticed and charged over to her. ...
... of other things we knew. We wandered around for ages looking at all the things that were "same same", as they would say here, only to remark at how "same same different" they were in situ. Fully immersed in our only Indian mall experience, we were chuffed to discover that cinema tickets were super cheap at 140rs each so stayed late to see a film. The cinema was amazing. Each screen was decorated in its own style by a different ...
... the air conditioning above me which once again shot Artic winds onto one spot of my face for the whole journey, therefore my head was frozen but the rest of my body was sweating.
We arrived into Hanoi early that morning amidst the usual chaos of Taxi drivers fighting for customers. Not trusting them we decided to go to the main road and find our own way to the guesthouse we had chosen. Our first priority in Hanoi was to find a tour for Halong bay. There were hundreds ...