Tag: Travel story

  • My trip to Vietnam’s easternmost point

    My trip to Vietnam’s easternmost point

    A challenge that most Vietnamese backpackers wishing to do is to check in four most points (North/South/West/ East) and a summit (Fansipan) in Vietnam. So, when I was a junior student, I and my friend made a backpacking trip to the easternmost point of Vietnam.

    Departing from Nha Trang, we biked toward the north, via Van Gia, to Dam Mon. The traffic in Vietnam was very chaos, as usual. You are likely to be frightened at first, but an adventurous traveler would be adapted very quick and love the freedom and danger are put together in the country.

    “Dare you ride” trail

    Sand trail challenge

    We reached the touch point of the very first challenge – sand trail. It was 10 o’clock and the sun was burning the ground. The beginning was nothing at all to us, which we could easily handle our bikes through soft off-road terrain, but when the sand was covered the whole surface, forcing us to step down and push manually vehicles passing it. It was, how can I say, hum, Hell on earth *LoL*

    Directly exposed to the sun in long time (at least 3-4 hours), we were heavily dehydrated. One of my friend started to get sunstroke, and we had to stop for many times to regain our health.

    Painful experience: biking on sand

    Will is a must-have but your health is also very important, some travellers challenge themselves over their limit at such a very dangerous level.

    When we were trying to get our bikes over sand, I noticed some travelers had given up and turn back. If you go solo with your bike, it’s extremely hard to manage to reach the homestay.

    Finally we passed it and felt like in heaven. “Yeahhhh, we did it, did it” – we yelled, bursting into happiness.

    The lodge “parking lot”

    Uncle Hai Lodge

    Indeed, the lodge lies below a slope which is quite steep, just 30-40 degree, so some one would park in the lot by the trail, but because no one was in charge of securing our bikes, so we decided to get them down the slope. And it was such a damn decision. But teamwork was great and another victory was made!

    The lodge was very eco-friendly, we had hammocks, roof of leaves, a view toward beautiful sea. Everything was so cool!

    You’re likely to be served lemonade at first by the hostess. To be honest, we loved first moments there. But it was quite late (we’d been stuck too long in sand trail). So we decided to take part in the night trekking at 4 PM.

    Trekking in the dark

    So we packed 3 litre of water, a tent and some personal stuff in our backpacks. It took 4 -5 hour depending greatly on group’s stamina.

    A savanna was what to face first, then a forest to cross and when we were out, it’s just a dark silence surrounding, we started to smell salty and hear sea growling gently.

    The trail was very challenging, we had to stay sharp or we would be sliding downward. It’s noted that nowadays, you can rent a boat instead of the only trekking option, but the trek is still adventurous, worthy for a travel experience, I recommend using boat in case your health is not allowed for a trek.

    We stopped and camped at a wide beach. We were separately working two group: set up camp and cooking. When the work was done, it’s dinner and I admittedly enjoyed one of the best food in my life. It’s a happiness you just feel after completing difficulties that you think you couldn’t do but finally you did it.

    It was a cold night, the fog condensed water and wet our tent. I remember when I first got my hand out, I just drew back quickly because the low-temperature outside. It’s not experience for amateur after all.

    The dawn

    Dawn at the easternmost point

    4:00 AM and we were waken up. It’s such a cold dawn but the sky was beautiful clear, filled with millions of stellars. We packed few essential stuffs and got on the way.

    There were two major difficulties: low-light condition and rock-climbing-jump was very exhausted. It took us nearly 2 hours to reach the pole. It’s a beach filled fully with rocks, small and big, stacked one another randomly. The landscape was gradually lit-up by early sunlight.

    The pyramid – a sign of easternmost pole – was put on a big rock, requiring a rope climbing. I emphasize that this is a real dangerous action because of lack of safety equipment, and if you unluckily fall off, it’s likely that you get deathly hit on your body. So be careful.

    After reaching the pyramid, we felt completely proud of ourselves, of what we had done to make the way to the pole. All the pain and fear turned into happiness. The landscape was as beautiful as heaven, and we quickly shot some photographs as memories. It’s pity that one of the team member got ankle aching and wasn’t able to climb to the pyramid.

    resting on way to return

    The return

    It’s a chance to see what we missed because of low-light trekking to see sunrise in time. The scenery was green, pure, splendid and majestic.

    We took a short break at the lodge, swimming in cool water and wished one day to return for another leisure travel, a tent, few days off-the-grid, a complete slow experience.

    The road

    Epilogue

    We’re back to the sand trail. Sunset painted every inches on the ground and scenery. I’d never seen thing like that before. It’s very stunning, a memorable moment we would put in our heart forever.

    The way back was easier than the first day, we couldn’t explain why it’d taken us so long to get over the sand trail, and we came up with an idea for the next time: it’d better leave your vehicle in local’s house (at a very reasonable parking fee ~10,000 dong/ night) and walk through sand to reach the lodge.

    The road then turned fantastic, a blend of orange and blue, tree swinging in winds, peace touch on the water, in the way boat floating, happiness in people face.

    Travel means you love every moments on road and stories to inspire yourself and people to backpack again, to enjoy your youth, challenging yourselves in new destinations with helpful friends.

  • My best 10 backpacking trips

    My best 10 backpacking trips

    A list of my backpacking trips that I love most and you can also read to get inspired as well as get more tips on destinations mentioned inside posts.

    Hon Giao Pass night camp

    I still remember the freezing cold in the morning and a beautiful panoramic view. How satisfied it was! Riding through pass at the previous night was also an experience I won’t ever forget!

    Fansipan trekking

    Fansipan summit – the roof top of Indochina, a must-visit destination of almost travellers backpacking southeast asia. I had a wonderful trek with lovely companions, conquering challenges to challenges and finally got breath-taking by the incredible sea cloud at the peak. Days before riding around Sapa town was also a life-time experience.

    Easternmost Tip

    Up to now, I’ve still been very surprised that how hard I and my friends could do to get there, dozen of hell-on-earth challenges tried to let us down but finally we were conquerors. I miss those seconds so much.

    Melaka

    Melaka, a historical town, where you should ride a cycle around to enjoy every inches of peaceful ambiance. We had wonderful time here: watching orange late sunset, shopping at such a cheap price, get to the top of wheel for panoramic view of the town, explore the forts of Portuguese.

    Night trekking at Baden mountain

    Baden is a popular trekking destination in southern Vietnam. Day trekking is an easy option, but hiking at night is different: our team had to deal with many challenges but the outcome- the summit at dawn is one you’re expected as a good compensation.

    Cycling with friends from Ho Chi Minh city to Phan Thiet

    When I was a junior student, I wished one day, I would be cycling across Vietnam (it’s still incomplete goal). So I started practising some short trips, and coastal road trip to Phan Thiet, just 240km, was ideal. I remembered how hard I overcame, forced myself out of limit and enjoy friendship moments in the breaks.

    Phu Quoc island

    It’s a life-changing experience, when I knew that budget travel was possible and backpackers can be found in a hostel. I met wonderful friends, who become my best travel friends, riding around the island, snorkeling, speedboat,….

    Doi Inthanon

    It’s a fateful trip because I hadn’t plan for it, just went to Chiang Mai as “going with a flow” mindset, I did research via my smartphone on things to do in the mountainous town and Doi Inthanon – the roof top of Thailand seemed a good idea for my bucket list. It was a beautiful place and local treated me very well, I just wanna say “thank you” to them after all things they did for me. I love Thai.

    Phu Quy island

    An other favorite trip, I’ve been to Mui Ne for many times but a no-plan decision brought me to Phu Quy – a paradise few one knew. I took homestay, live a local life, delicious and cheap food, nice beaches, oh, I miss it sooooo!

    Read more: Phu Quy island backpacking travel guide

    Philippines-> Brunei-> Malaysia

    A real exhausting trip through Philippines – Brunei – Malaysia that I had to rethink the goal of visiting every countries in the world. Quick travel make us miss a lot of memorable moments on road that just a slow journey can offer. Since then, I made a travel bucket list and draft plans so that every trips are guaranteed to be happy and full of memorable experiences that I do love to do.

  • My first time with Yi Peng festival

    My first time with Yi Peng festival

    Yi Peng festival is a famous attraction in Chiang Mai, Thailand. Though pictures of air floating lantern lure travelers, it is really an occasion for all people to wish for merit. It was sad that I couldn’t attend it to the end due to limited schedule.

    All the experience below will cover my 3-day trip, including a day before and the first day of the festival. My second night experience was actually a view of flying lanterns from a bus window. To be honest, it’s still worthy than just looking through images with imagination, though just a few lanterns in the air.

    Day before

    As a highland city, there are many adventurous choices around Chiang Mai, so the first hours in Chiang Mai. I indeed spent on trip to Doi Inthanon. It’s really a must-have experience and worthy a place in your bucket list in Thailand – check-in the highest spot in pagoda country.

    First evening, the old walls are well lit by hundreds of tiny candles, put neatly on bricks, creating unique spaces for the city. Both foreigners and locals enjoy walking along these ancient walls accompanied by cool breezes bringing moisture from artificial fountains in channels which cover around old city.

    I spent my second morning walking around the town to watch monks decorating pagodas, transforming these ancient religious structures into very colorful look with flowers, hanging laterns, sacred flags and pictures. I read that some guy even suggest attending memorable rituals or a friendly monk chat, which definitely will be in my bucket list for next trip to Chiang Mai.

    It’s interesting that you possibly meet a rainbow if standing in right angles. Imagine there’s no raindrops but still a colorful event happening. How great it is!

    Doves are fed widely in the city, but most of bird grounds locate near ancient wall gates. You can buy some dried corn snack and feed them to take photos. Many people take their children there to play with doves while I completely enjoy photographing the kids.

    First day of Festival

    I asked my hostess where the best locations to enjoy the festival were. She used a pen and rounded Thapae Gate as the starting point and following Thapae road to the riverside, turned left to China town and headed to Nakom Ping Bridge as the final destination, that would be a parade.

    So in the evening, I came back Thapae Gate, surely I would get what I expected in Chiang Mai trip: a landscape of thousands of lanterns in the air as many many websites covered with such a incredibly beauty.

    When I reached the square, the local organizer started setting up candles on ground, the King altar had been done completely while the stage was playing some songs, which I guessed, to remember the King.

    After the open ceremony had done, people spread to take photograph. I didn’t see any air lanterns preparation, which made me suspicious a bit. I quickly joined the crowd and hopefully thought it hadn’t come yet.

    While I was trying to have someone photograph me, coincidentally I met the Chinese girl in Hua Hin (who had greatly contributed to my go-with-the-flow Chiang Mai decision). We shot for each other some photos.

    Admittedly, I did do some research on Yi Peng festival 2016. There were many sites mentioning Yi Peng but lacking of the essential information like the official schedule, even on Thailand Authority of Tourism website. So it was considered I was a blind traveler for anything happening that night.

    There was no sign of mass lantern release still, which made me afraid of something wrong. That was my last night in Chiang Mai, I had to take advantage of any chances. I remember that the parade would head to the riverside, so I quickly walked there, hopefully any good news came up.

    The road was crowded, but it wasn’t like a really parade happening but a big traffic jam instead. I search for “Yi Peng schedule 2016” and finally got my answer. As you can see it below, which I knew immediately that I would enjoy the beautiful flying lanterns from window bus view.

    Yi Peng festival 2016 schedule draft

    My steps stopped at China town. There were REAL people dropping the floating lanterns onto the rivers, not in mass but, yes, it happened. My stomach started crying and my eyes searched for some dish to feed myself. There was a crowded food vendor. Getting closer and I found that thay offered a noodle dish only 15 baht, quite cheap for dinner, and it was wrapped conveniently.

    I looked up the schedule of Yi Peng festival 2016 again for any useful information then a destination showed up – Three Kings monument. I typed the name into google map and followed the arranged route. That was shorter way but quiet, sometimes only me alone in dark corners.There were few people strolling around until I got the the old walls.

    Passing through massage road, finally I reached the square. Many people gathered there with dozen of lanterns both hanging and lying on the ground, which seemed I was at right place after all.

    I really enjoyed the surroundings, feeling lost in light yellow hanging lanterns. There was two areas: one by organizers and one for tourists to light up their own candles. You could buy your own candles and light them up, choose to put them into lantern rows or simply shaping them in your own imagination.

    The monument was exhibited as King altar and many people came to worship. That was one of the most peaceful moments in Yi Peng festival 2016.

    I passed to the night market nearby and got interested in dozen of colorful hand-made lanterns shaping something like a A-roof. But it’s not well lit, half of lanterns had gone dark so it was very difficult to capture photos because of the low light condition.

    MANY many many products were shown in the market. From t-shirt, paintings, scented incenses, handicrafts to fresh fruits and juice They were so impressive that I bought some things, even though my budget was very tight at that time.

    When I was back home, my feet hurt so I had to sit down for a while to recovery. At that time, there’s young Thai bring along a guitar with something like a pot with many cents inside.

    He said he played as a street artist with the guitar and revealed his triump with dozen of coins inside. That was really creative and interesting. I noticed him had done some practices on the day before but I doubted he just did for fun until he earned true money that night.

    Last hours in Chiang Mai: a new look for “local Chiang Mai”

    The next day, in contrast to my thinking, there was no such a big event happening. So I’d waited for the Bangkok bus since the afternoon. I knew I wouldn’t have a chance for close-up experience releasing air lantern and many days in Thai would make me fed up with “Wat visit”. Another reason was to make sure there was no sorry because of traffic jam reason.

    But after dozen of bargain for a cheap fair to the station, I eventually chose to walk to enjoy neighborhood daily life. You should walk in shady side of road or it would very hot under direct sunlight.

    The area near bus station actually new city of Chiang Mai which many government buildings and school/ academic institutes situate. Walking through these roads and I sensed a modern Chiang Mai but very local Chiang Mai.

    You would face difficulty because road names are mostly in Thai and people mostly speak Thai instead English. All they can show you is product price. But it was more peaceful than the old city. A walk tour is good in some term.

    P/s: When my bus started rolling its wheels at 20:00, the air lanterns started their journey into the sky. It’s surprising that there were much fewer lanterns in Yi Peng festival 2016 than it is in in 2015. Maybe because of King’s death limiting the range of festival. It’s so sad!

  • 2016: A travel year to look back

    2016: A travel year to look back

    My travel year 2016 look back all my travel memories, where I traveled, friends I met and experience i did. A useful post to glance at a travel blogger life

    January – Tay Ninh, Vietnam

    I started the new year with a trekking to Black Virgin summit via challenging Ma Thien Lanh route. Imagine you have to try with all your body and strong mind to get to the top. That’s what I love in mountain hiking. The moment when you see the peak after dozens of time you told yourself “I can’t do it” is really melting.

    The night was not comfortable, the ground was rough, cold and hard to sleep well though the whole day was really stamina-draining. But it was worthy for a breathtaking sunrise. That was one of the most beautiful I’ve ever seen.

    Another small trip was to Bamboo stream in the dry season with my close friend. The landscape was very brown dried.

    February – Vinh Long, Vietnam

    I had no idea what my life would be at that time. I doubted  what I was doing. So I rode unintentionally and my instinct guided me. I stepped away from main route – 1A highway. Instead, I chose unbeated-path to follow.

    At first, I was afraid that maybe I didn’t want travel anymore, that my joy in road was exhausted. But the roads, people, landscapes and somethings new raised me up. After the trip, whenever I don’t feel alright, I think that I am just too “old” and need somethings fresh. Travel is one of my cure.

    March – Phu Quoc, Vietnam

    This was my life-changing trip. I hadn’t flied before, so I broke my virgin. The first time flight was memorable. When the plane nearly descended, many rocks hit the hull made me think of the death for seconds. Finally, it was alright. Thank god!

    I planned to play very tight budget plan: rest in sleepbag, ride motorbike along the main island and never think of cruising to far far away isle, it’s expensive. But my fate happened in a very way, that made me believe that if I was born to travel, then I would travel.

    I met a guy, we rode together, he was sick, we found and lived in a dorm, with 2 travelers. We soon made friend, next morning, we cruised to a paradise isle, one became my guru in budget travel, one became my companion and photographer, one is a chain to connect us together. I’ve believed my travel life since then.

    June – Tay Ninh, Vietnam

    An environmental incidents happened in the country – Viet Nam. Four provinces witnessed a severe destruction of a Taiwan company. The whole sea water contaminated resulted in millions of fish floating dead.

    So I held a small program to clean some typical sightseeing spots, one of which is Bamboo stream, near Dau Tieng lake – a natural border of Tay Ninh – Binh Duong province.

    The stream was stunning, the flow was amazing, the water was cool, but people littered everywhere. I and my friends, we tried to collect as much as we could to make it clean a bit, then made a clip to raise people’s awareness of the environmental issue. 

    July – Dalat, Vietnam

    I wasn’t planning for the trip, just a friend invited me to join her ride because of the lack of vehicle. That’s my chance to first visit Dambri waterfall, which did amaze me with its natural beauty.

    I met new friends, they were all wanderlust souls. We did many crazy things memorably.

    I learnt much about riding, biker world,… Dalat was also a good place: good food, wonderful landscapes, dozens of spectaculars. I loved Dalat, for thousand times.

    August – Bao loc, Vietnam

    My friend held a trip to Bao Loc, I just simply sat in the back, following his plan. The roadtrip was perfect. We had lunch – Pho – in the most famous local restaurant in town.

    Next, we headed to Linh Quy Phap An pagoda, an very attractive spots at the time, which offered a incredible panorama. It was not easy to reach the place and when we were there, I thought we was not lucky because it was cloudy. The photography was very bad.

    But as a compensation, the following ride was very interesting, we took sequent turns in Da Mi pass, watched the sunset in hydropower reservoir, enjoyed the moments time stood still.

    I caught a speed accident, which made me think much of the safety in my trip, and how my death may cause distressing consequences to my family. I started to stay more safer in my planning trip.

    September – Can gio festival – Dalat, Vietnam

    I hadn’t attended a Can Gio festival before, so I was very surprised when the experience was far more than I expected. I watched human chess matches, boat races, water puppet shows,… Those I’ve never seen before.

    The stunning moment was I had courage to embark to a festival boat, and enjoyed the very different angle. That night, I slept so adventurously: no dorm, outside and on a hammock, swinging, completely local.

    I helped two girls and received a snack for breakfast, which made me come up with a idea that I would help people for free and just take whatever they help or not.

    At the end of the month, I also attended another trip to Dalat but in very more painful way but very memorable. Friends were great, roadtrip was amazing, especially the night in Omega pass. That was really a once-in-a-lifetime experience.

    October – Bau trang, Vietnam

    Another roadtrip to Dalat and back via Bau Trang, a mass desert road in Vietnam. I do love this road, very panoramic, very freedom, very open, very (sometimes) lonely. At some points, I see it as a road to heaven, when it slope upward to the sky.

    The road is in perfect condition at the time I went through, and white sand is another plus point. You can ride max speed there, as you can see anything from far away, few roads offer that experience in Vietnam, so I highly recommend it for that.

    November – Thailand

    The very fateful trip. At the beginning, I planned to visit Chiang Mai for Yi Peng festival, but an distress event happened – Thai King passed away, so the lantern festival was cancelled. I joined my friend’s plan to Hua Hin, and had wonderful time here in recreational park and peaceful beach.

    in the final day in beach town, we met a Chinese girl, and she told me that the festival was resumed but in smaller scale. So I headed back to Chiang Mai, conquered the roof of Thailand – Doi Inthanon summit. However, as my return flight was very conflicting, so the night when people flied their lanterns, I just watch them from my seat on the bus back to Bangkok. So sad!

    December – Con dao, Vietnam

    Con dao is a remote beautiful island. There are many interesting natural trails, if you love outside activities, especially wildlife, so Con dao is definitely a must-go destination.

    There are also a pretty dorm I love very much. There are many books, woods and plants there. The island is also a historical landmark, so when you travel Con dao, don’t forget to visit the prisons, scary a bit but you’ll stunning walk around there.

    Yeahhhhhhhh!

  • Con Dao travel story – the prologue

    Con Dao travel story – the prologue

    The prologue of my Con Dao travel story covers how I manage to get onboard a ship at budget price and first glance of the beautiful Con Dao

    Getting onboard

    I had few days off and a plan for Con Dao. There are 2 options to get to the island: flight or boat. Airline is not a budget choice, there’s no cheap ticket at all, so it must be getting on a boat for more reasonable price.

    When I got to Vung Tau, I thought that the port routing to Con Dao and HCMC was the same. I was wrong. They are two places independently, and 10 kilometer away from each other. It’s was late afternoon so I rushed to the port, in hope of the tickets were still available.

    con dao travel story prologue-Ben Dam port

    It’s not a large-scale port. On the contrary, the ticket station was very small, divided into 3 sectors: ticket booth, passenger lounge and goods transfer ticket booth. Though, I highly rate the restroom for its neatness and cleanliness.

    When I asked for ticket, the ticket seller requested my ID card, which I was surprised at first. I didn’t think it must be strict like that. But it’s OK, I gave her my ID and soon she provided my the ticket, 85000vnd. Nice!

    The next task, buy another ticket for my motorbike. At first, I was down when I was told that it cost 50000vnd, more than the number I’d researched before, only 30000vnd. He pushed me to bring my bike to the docking bay in hurry because it was nearly departure time.

    I showed the vehicle ticket for an officer who was in charge of loading goods onboard. He said I had to pay 30000vnd for loading fee, so my bike cost total 80000vnd, mostly as same as my ticket price. The officer then used a big bottle and plastic pipe to draw fuel out and reminded me to keep the ticket to take my bike, along with fuel, also. I was regretted a bit when my bike was full fueled, it’s quite wasting.

    16:30, I was embarking, just like other people. There were 2 conductor guarding the only way to the ship. They requested the boarding ticket along with ID card. There was a old man stuck with the problem that he didn’t have ID card. He insisted so much, I thought he was successful, because I saw he sitting on deck and chatting with the other later. So it seems the procedure was not completely strict.

    A night on the ship

    Passing the ticket gate, people were walking in queue to the basement. It was very noisy, the engine roared every time. But the cabin was very clean, I spotted no trash on the ground. There are 3 room for beds but only one room equipped seats.

    I heard some one suggested hanging hammock for more comfortable night. It was perfect truth. The desk performed up-and-down while the basement make you sick with left-right-swinging, the hammock will keep you balance, which is nice if you are a seasick guy.

    I seated a while, but the closed atmosphere forced me to go out for fresh air, so I staired toward deck. Wind flows welcomed me, I saw the last light of the day, a blend of orange-red and blue color, it was beautiful, simply.

    On the second time, the ship was on water, not far from the shoreline, it got darker, the lamp posts were lit and city was drown in warm artificial orange light. People gathered on deck to chit-chat, enjoy windy ambience, photography, or just have dinner. The canteen offered hot soup with scallions, a boiled egg, a slice of pork bologna roll. They only sold purified drink. I think the next time I would bring some cooler beverages.

    The third time I’d reached the deck, there was no one there, the city was far far away, the ship was swinging strongly with stronger winds and higher tides. It’s resting time.

    I came back to my seat then, and tried to sleep. But it was not a comfort night, though my room was not air-con equipped, the cold flew from the next room. The whole night turned completely hell when I had to manage to keep body warm.

    The ship was swinging continuously. Some one had seasick, I heard the sound of vomiting in the next door, then a guy had seat at the center line with some ones like his parents. They used medicated oil to ease him, which the smell even made me possibly turned to vomit as a crowd affect. It’s hard to hold on. 

    Having toilet in the ship was more terrified, your body remained frontward-and-backward making it extremely difficulty to do the job.

    My sleeping was interrupted sometimes. When I opened my eyes, and looked at the watch, it showed 1:30, 3:30 and the last time at 5:30, I decided to go on deck to watch sunrise. It was the cloudy sky, winds blew powerfully, twilight sea. Few people there, but soon after, more ones joined.

    The island finally appeared. When the sun was high and everything was clearer then it’s time to disembark. I stepped down and few minutes later, my bike was brought out of the ship. I paid loading fee (30000 vnd) and guided to the barrier station to refuel.

    First glance of the island

    The landscape was astonishing. Ben Dam port was a large area, covered by several islets, making it still enough to be perfectly docking. The distances from the ship disembarking location to the refuel place was around 500m. I loved that 500m, giving me a glance at how beautiful the island was.

    At the barier station, I showed the vehicle ticket to a man, and he was back to the room, then brought out a big bottle of gasonline, he poured into my bike just one litter, which was enough for a journey to the town center, where I should do a full refuel.

    The road was rough, some holes appeared accidentally, requiring my full attention. However, the weather was great. Sunlight on everything, green lines of tree, lamp posts with linking wires, free ride on a coastal road, where I was excited by what I see.

    I stopped near a monument, where the best view on the turquoise beach and wild shorelines, somewhere mountains meeting the sea in stunning shape. That was amazing! A sense of adventurous blood run in my heart.

  • Con Dao trip – day two

    Con Dao trip – day two

    This is the next chapter of my Con dao travel story-day 1, which cover how I had bun rieu for breakfast, hiked Dam Tre bay, visited the prison complex and managed to get onboard back home.

    (read the prologue)

    I woke up early, and got out of the bed quickly to check the weather. The cloudy sky outside was not promising. My friend even said that there was a serious storm coming from Philippines, which drew the cloud and rain.

    Though the dorm offered free breakfast, we still decided to explore local food with bun rieu. Frankly speaking, it was not as good as ones in HCMC, the the price was nearly double. I guess the cost of living in the island was high so it affected the food price.

    Another annoying issue was ticket. The ticket agency was not friendly, and when I asked for the seat option, she said that the it was sold out, only bed available. However, at night, when no one was on deck, I saw a great number of availability in seat room. I thought she was a cheater.

    Back to dorm, my friend said that the hostel owner, which was a young but experienced trekker, promising to guide us through a wild trail, couldn’t make it because of the Christmas Eve party hangover. So, I went on my plan to explore the Dam Tre bay trail. Everyone joined excitingly.

    That was the chance for me to explore the rest of the beautiful coastal road, via incredible Tau Be cape, luxurious Six sense resort,… But the temperature was very cool with cloudy sky and grey cloud. I didn’t enjoy the landscape much. It was a little sad.

    Finally, we got a sign showing that turning right to get to Dam Tre bay. We were confusing a bit in the beginning, then decided to take an off-road challenge, left the bikes and hiking 2 kilometer on wild seashore to reach the trail entrance.

    Because of the far distance, very few people get here. All people we met were 3 local guys going back from a wild pineapple collecting and my next-bed room mate, who had help me go trails previous day.

    It was kind of isolation. And the beach was full of trash at first. The closer I we got to the entrance, the cleaner it was. When we were hiking, there was a man riding over us, which made my friend regretful because of not riding bike on the beach.

    Honestly, as a young traveller, I preferred hiking for fresher and challenging experience, while some older ones in the group was likely to choose relaxing way. It struggled a bit. But when we reached the entrance, it was alright.

    We crossed over a stream in low water level, nothing difficult. The trail was naturally preserved, so I was exciting to explore it, but my teammates was exhausted and looked like they were not interested in trail hiking. So we turned back.

    On the way, my friend spotted a dead corpse of sea turtle. We didn’t know what killed it. The corpse was in decomposition, so it looked scary a bit. What a poor guy. My friend said that if a man killed sea turtle, he would be in jail for 5-7 years. Oh oops.

    We rode back to town, the older ones rested at dorm while the two younger kept explore the famous vestige of the island: the prison complex.

    Prison complex

    In contrast to the noisy outside, there’s a great silence behind the metal door. Though it was in the late noon, walking around the prison with empty prison rooms, some filled with wax figures in very painful gesture. It was so creepy, like I was exploring a ghost house, even a “click” sound in my camera echoed walls to walls.

    I was walking carefully and it was tensed a bit. I didn’t try to get inside jails, my mind was full of idea of wax man would move and the door jail would close like ones in horror movie. I think it is a must-try experience, though it was frightening at first. War is bad, come to Con Dao jail to understand that. We visit for 2 more prison then heading to the port to get onboard in time, which another trouble came up.

    Managing to have a vehicle ticket

    That was, after reaching the port, I managed to find a booth ticket to buy vehicle ticket. It was not easy to locate it at all. I asked the nearby local and after 5 minute conversation, I was pointed to ride to the back of the barrier station. Most of the door was closed, no sign of any banner “ticket” on any rooms. I was confusing.

    There was a man nearby, wearing blue shirt, I guessed he was an officer or a guard, so I asked where the ticket booth was. He pointed toward a room with half door closed. There were 2 women inside, I provided the bike license and she quickly gave me vehicle ticket, 50000 vnd, the same price as the land.

    I turned back and my fellow asked me why it took me so long. “Well, it was quite complicated to find out” I said.

    We were sitting next to a booth, see loading activities and chit-chat to kill time. My friend was a hard-core traveler, having been to many places, behaving appropriately and respecting people opinions. I appreciated her for those.

    It’s time to get on the ship. She was seasick, so she took some spills to prepare for the “night struggle”. On the deck, I saw Con Dao for the last time. It was nice moment, though the grey sky reminded me of the night of disturbance.

    Epilogue

    In the evening, the ship was swinging heavily, which made some people vomit continuously. Imagine you tried to sleep but that sound kept annoying you, made you turn to vomit and all you had to do was to tried to neutralize it. That was completely uncomfortable at all.

    That’s disturbing night because of the storm. I couldn’t sleep well, just jumped into dream for a while and opened eyes. Then I blogged to kill time. It was one of my longest, worst night that I wouldn’t forget.

    If you do adventurous travel, so you know what expects you. Be ready for that!