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TRAVELLIVE 12-2016

Christmas is coming with the Jingle Bell’s song played at every corner of the capital. In the early morning, I walk to the post office, holding some handmade cards filled with sweet wishes for my loved ones. Christmas is always the best time to spread love and I feel like a young child waiting for it. People wait in long lines at the post office. I join the line, waiting for my turn to send some postcards abroad. In front of me are two cute boys nestling behind their mother. The younger one, about 9 years old, is telling his brother “Santa Claus will give gifts to me because I am nicer than you. You haven’t prepared gifts for dad, not to mention that your letter doesn’t have a stamp on it.” The little boy loses his train of thought, holding his letter higher to see where the stamp is. He keeps it for a while that I see his lovely writing “To my bearded dad”. Perhaps, the stamp has been lost somewhere on the way here or his mother forgot to stick it on his letter. “Hey boy, it’s for you”, I put my hand in my pocket, found a stamp and gave it to the boy. The two boys looked at me and hesitantly took it after their mother nodded to them. They expressed their gratitude and smiled happily, knowing that their letters would be delivered to their beloved dad. Leaving the post office, I still hope that their father could come home to celebrated Christmas with his family. After all, the most valued Christmas gifts are sharing moments with friends and family. Travellive would like to express our gratitude to our partners and readers for being a part of our journeys. We wish you a merry Christmas!

Christmas is coming with the Jingle Bell’s song played at every corner of the capital. In the early morning, I walk to the post office, holding some handmade cards filled with sweet wishes for my loved ones. Christmas is always the best time to spread love and I feel like a young child waiting for it.
People wait in long lines at the post office. I join the line, waiting for my turn to send some postcards abroad. In front of me are two cute boys nestling behind their mother. The younger one, about 9 years old, is telling his brother “Santa Claus will give gifts to me because I am nicer than you. You haven’t prepared gifts for dad, not to mention that your letter doesn’t have a stamp on it.”
The little boy loses his train of thought, holding his letter higher to see where the stamp is. He keeps it for a while that I see his lovely writing “To my bearded dad”. Perhaps, the stamp has been lost somewhere on the way here or his mother forgot to stick it on his letter. “Hey boy, it’s for you”, I put my hand in my pocket, found a stamp and gave it to the boy. The two boys looked at me and hesitantly took it after their mother nodded to them. They expressed their gratitude and smiled happily, knowing that their letters would be delivered to their beloved dad.
Leaving the post office, I still hope that their father could come home to celebrated Christmas with his family. After all, the most valued Christmas gifts are sharing moments with friends and family.
Travellive would like to express our gratitude to our partners and readers for being a part of our journeys. We wish you a merry Christmas!

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Monet Garden - CHˇN<br />

BçNH Y£N B£N GA TÄU Cü<br />

VÌi thi’t k’ gÁ †m cÛng, nhã nhµng hµi<br />

ha gi˜a thin nhin cÒa thµnh phË ngµn<br />

hoa, Monnet Garden Æem Æ’n lµn kh´ng<br />

kh› trong lµnh, m∏t mŒ vÌi kho∂ng s©n rÈng<br />

trµn Æ«y c· c©y hoa l∏. Toπ lπc g«n Ga xe<br />

lˆa cÚ cÒa ßµ Lπt, bπn chÿ c«n m†t kho∂ng<br />

15 phÛt chπy xe tı cˆa ng‚ thµnh phË,<br />

chπy qua bÍ h Xu©n H≠¨ng lµ tÌi Monet<br />

Garden Villa. Trn con Æ≠Íng nh· vÌi hai<br />

hµng th´ng giµ rÓp b„ng, Monet Garden<br />

nªm Æan xen gi˜a nh˜ng hµng c©y, chÀu<br />

c∂nh, v≠Ín hoa... l∑ng mπn nh≠ b≠Ìc ra tı<br />

bÈ phim cÊ Æi”n.<br />

C¨n gi„ lπnh cÒa ti’t trÍi cao nguyn nh˜ng<br />

ngµy Gi∏ng sinh dıng lπi khi bπn b≠Ìc qua<br />

hin nhµ. MÁi gian phng Æ“u Æ≠Óc Ëp gÁ<br />

cho sµn vµ t≠Íng, ch›nh Æi“u nµy tπo cho<br />

c®n phng lu´n †m ∏p m∆c cho bn ngoµi<br />

nhi÷t ÆÈ d≠Ìi 15 ÆÈ C. Tr«n nhµ Ëp gÁ cao<br />

vÌi m∏i h◊nh ch˜ A, Æem Æ’n mÈt chÛt h¨i<br />

thÎ cÒa cao nguyn vıa lπ vıa quen lπi r†t<br />

†m cÛng.<br />

Monet Garden - A peaceful place near<br />

the old station<br />

Designed with cozy wooden details which are harmoniously blend with<br />

the beauty of “the city of thousands flowers” - Dalat, Monnet Garden<br />

brings you a haven with fresh air and a spacious terrace full of grass<br />

and flowers. The resort is located near the old railway station of Dalat,<br />

just a 15 minute drive from the city’s gateway along Xuan Huong Lake.<br />

On the road shaded by old pine trees, Monet Garden nestles among parks, lines of<br />

trees, and ornamental pots... as romantic as a scene from classic movies<br />

The cold winds of Christmas days are stopped in the door of your room. Each<br />

room’s floor and walls are paneled with wood, offering you the cozy atmosphere<br />

even when it is just 15 degrees C outside. The ceiling is also paneled with wood<br />

while the roof is shaped in A letter, bringing a strange yet familiar breath of the<br />

plateau.<br />

The resort boasts The Camelia Bar - Cafä with music show every night, Pine 1, and<br />

Pine 2 restaurants where you can enjoy delicious Asian and European dishes, as<br />

well as Dalat cuisine, including bread with strawberry jam, cheese yogurt, and bÛn<br />

tht n≠Ìng (grilled pork with noodles and green).<br />

Monet Garden * 3 Nguyen Du, Old Railway Station, Dalat * Tel: 063 3810 826<br />

Trong khu resort c„ c∂ The Camelia Bar -<br />

Cafä vÌi ch≠¨ng tr◊nh ca nhπc tr˜ t◊nh hµng<br />

Æm, vµ hai Nhµ hµng Pine 1 vµ Pine 2 -<br />

n¨i bπn th≠Îng th¯c nhi“u m„n ¢u, É vµ<br />

Æ∆c tr≠ng cÒa ßµ Lπt nh≠ b∏nh m◊ m¯t d©u,<br />

yogurt ph´ mai, bÛn tht n≠Ìng ®n kÃm rau<br />

sËng th∏i nhuy‘n... Æ≠Óc ch’ bi’n khäo läo,<br />

ngon mi÷ng.<br />

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