Pictures from Kyrgyzstan, May 2014 - part five Michael Shmelev, Russia Website = photosociety.net Page 20 email = magazine@photosociety.net
Hike, Bike, and Kayak Vietnam Tina Andreasson One chilly morning in September I caught a glimpse of my face in the reflection of a window, it was a pale, tired face, with dead eyes. It reminded me of the expression "the lights are on but nobody's home". Or even better: "the wheel is spinning but the hamster's dead". Except in my case, I think the wheel wasn't even spinning... So there was my face, nearly 36 years old, and I thought "How did I get here?". It seems like just a moment ago I was <strong>22</strong>. So I decided to have a "long weekend", and take four months leave from my day-job to spin that wheel, get that hamster running, the heart pumping, to bring some rosiness back into these cheeks and life into those eyes! So here was my starting point, a hike, bike, and kayak tour of Vietnam. The schedule was so jam packed that I was not sure I would have time to write, but first stop, Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam. Arrival ... Finally A trip that should have taken me 20 hours in total took 45 instead, maximum bad luck with weather and transfers finally had me arriving in a hot and humid Ho Chi Minh City, formerly known as Saigon. Exhausted and weary, I was disappointed find out my luggage had not arrived... I found a taxi, and asking the price, knowing it should be around 8 USD, the first offer I get was 25 USD! Cheeky bugger! The next cab agrees to 8, takes me to his van and asks me to wait as he wants to find more customers... Tired of hanging around as I had done way too much already, I tell him to forget it and I go in search for another cab who immediately takes me to my hotel down town, for ten bucks. The traffic in this city of five million inhabitants and three million motorbikes, is as you may imagine! It's amazing how whole families travel on these bikes! Suddenly as we wizz along the colourfully lit streets, the skies open and rain pours, and every one on bikes stop at the side of the roads to put on ponchos and carry on. A seemingly organized chaos. Dinner was had at a nearby restaurant famous for cooking on hotplates on the tables, it's fresh, delicious, the prawns are cooked alive and grey turns to pink. I like that, when grey goes pink. The whole point really, but I needed sleep. (And my bag!). The second day we cycled about 20 kilometres, starting a short distance away from the worst of the Saigon traffic, and rode in the humid warmth to see the Cu Chi tunnels. This network of tunnels were used by the Vietcong during the war. It's quite amazing how they were designed, and definitely nothing for the claustrophobic! Directly after we took a flight to Danang, and then carried our journey on to beautiful Hoi An. Here the air smells of incense burning, the pace is calmer and the people very friendly and smiles are plentiful. The place is riddled with lanterns. Smiling Lady Website = photosociety.net Page 21 email = magazine@photosociety.net