HCMC / Reunification Palace
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Sep 05, 2008
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Again, not the most strenuous of days, but this is supposed to be a holiday of sorts. Today we went to the Palace in HCMC. This used to be the home of the president of South Vietnam during the war, and was called the Independence Palace. Then, when North Vietnam won the war and took over the whole country they renamed it the Reunification Palace.
Either way, it's ace. It was built in the 1960s on the site of a previous palace that had been built by the French during their occupation. Since the end of the Vietnam war it has been used only for state occasions since, and is pretty much preserved as it was when the North took over in 1975.
This is why it's so good. It's like, to use a cliche, stepping back in time. It's also interesting to see how the big cheeses lived it up in the 1960/70s
The best bit is the basement. It stops being so palatial down there, and a maze of corridors connect plain rooms with wooden walls and concrete floors. These are the war rooms, and again have been left as they were. Some rooms have walls covered by maps, some have old radios or massive machines covered in lights and dials, like an old sci-fi film. All of them have banks of 1960 style phones.
A big feed in the evening, and a few beers again. We leave HCMC early tomorrow morning, Kyle and Stephanie are hanging around for a few days. We've been travelling together since we met tubing in Vian Vieng nearly a month ago. We'll probably be at Angkor Wat at the same time in about a week,
Either way, it's ace. It was built in the 1960s on the site of a previous palace that had been built by the French during their occupation. Since the end of the Vietnam war it has been used only for state occasions since, and is pretty much preserved as it was when the North took over in 1975.
This is why it's so good. It's like, to use a cliche, stepping back in time. It's also interesting to see how the big cheeses lived it up in the 1960/70s
Reunification Palace
. The Palace is big. It has high ceilings wide corridors and enormous open spaces. There's a series of sitting rooms, a cinema, a gambling room, the president's wife's sitting room where her mates would come round for a knit, presumably. No swimming pool, mind. If I had been President I would have made sure I got one of those. The bedrooms however were crap; like a motel that sorely needed redecoration.The best bit is the basement. It stops being so palatial down there, and a maze of corridors connect plain rooms with wooden walls and concrete floors. These are the war rooms, and again have been left as they were. Some rooms have walls covered by maps, some have old radios or massive machines covered in lights and dials, like an old sci-fi film. All of them have banks of 1960 style phones.
A big feed in the evening, and a few beers again. We leave HCMC early tomorrow morning, Kyle and Stephanie are hanging around for a few days. We've been travelling together since we met tubing in Vian Vieng nearly a month ago. We'll probably be at Angkor Wat at the same time in about a week,

