Bay of the Descending Dragon

The entire time I had this playing in my head “Ha Long, Ha Long must we sing this song”. You know – the famous U2 song …

We spent three days in Hanoi, three days so tightly packed and filled with new sights, smells and tastes that they felt more like three weeks; we were lucky enough to spend them in the company of two very experienced backpacker friends, the Murftastic Maria and Brian (http://murphtasticvoyage.wordpress.com/) who had been traveling for almost a year and covering three (or four?) continents. Our Hanoi experience culminated and ended with a lovely dinner at Ly Club, an upscale restaurant in a restored French colonial house, where everything was pitch-perfect: the food, the atmosphere and, last but not least, the perfectly preserved  century-old Citroen in the courtyard.

Of course we took advantage to pose a la roaring '20s, complete with khakis and Birkenstocks

Of course we took advantage to pose a la roaring ’20s, complete with khakis and Birkenstocks

Early next morning we said our goodbyes to the Murftastics and headed out to Ha Long Bay: a three hour bus ride followed by a fifteen minute trip in a dingy and finally boarding the ship that was our home for the nightHa Long Bay doesn’t require much explanation or description: its eerie karst landscape  of over 1500 limestone pillars, some large enough to be home to thousands, but most uninhabited, stretches for almost 2000 km.

The bay seen from Ti Top island; one of the few with a  sliver of beach

The bay seen from Ti Top island; one of the few with a sliver of beach

Arches, caves, hidden coves, spectacular inverted pyramids of stone were all created by sea invasion, regression and re-invasion over millennia; but by far the more interesting version of the story comes not from geologists or the UNESCO  but from the Vietnamese people themselves. According to the legend, in Vietnam’s earliest days as a country, fierce invaders descended from the North through the sea. Ever watchful, the Jade Emperor sent Mother Dragon and her children in the ancient Vietnamese’s defense and Mother Dragon and her army incinerated the invaders on the spot with “divine fire and giant emeralds”. The emeralds from the dragon’s mouth were scattered around the battlefield on the sea and formed an invincible defensive wall, which, after thousands of years, turned into island and islets of different sizes and shapes. (Apparently even the mighty dragons are not immune to water’s erosive abilities...)

Possibly our favorite rock in the bay : we baptised this one Roca Bruja in honor of another rock (surfers will know why) and also because it seems to defy the laws of physics

Possibly our favorite rock in the bay : we baptised this one Roca Bruja in honor of another rock (surfers will know why) and also because it seems to defy the laws of physics

Ha Long is also home to several tens of floating villages, where an entire family, sometimes three generations live all in a boat together and make a living out of fishing; according to our guide, the Vietnamese government is planning to move all of them by the end of 2014, a UNESCO requirement which I’m sure won’t sit well with many of these free-spirited fishermen and women.

The floating villages of Ha Long are picturesque enough but you can also trace the human debris right back to them; so in the name of nature preservation they will all be gone in a few years

The floating villages of Ha Long are picturesque enough but you can also trace the human debris right back to them; so in the name of nature preservation they will all be gone in a few years

Often 3 generations in a single boat, the floating villagers seem to enjoy their lives amongst the karst islands notwithstanding the dangers of the sea and lack of access to schools for their children

Often 3 generations in a single boat, the floating villagers seem to enjoy their lives amongst the karst islands notwithstanding the dangers of the sea and lack of access to schools for their children

The women - and this was a common theme in Vietnam - often do the fishing, rowing, selling, haggling and money management, on top of their day jobs of cooking and child-rearing

The women – and this was a common theme in Vietnam – often do the fishing, rowing, selling, haggling and money management, on top of their day jobs of cooking and child-rearing

We spent three days and two nights sailing through the bay, kayaking to hidden beaches and coves, hiking up some of the larger karst islands and spotting all kinds of wildlife and enjoying some of the most peaceful and beautiful moments of our lives. It didn’t hurt that the sun came out so we braved the 70s in short sleeves even though the locals were bundled up in their warmest parkas.

A typically modest meal on the boat - just a few tens of dishes and every single one was polished clean by the end

A typically modest meal on the boat – just a few tens of dishes and every single one was polished clean by the end

This is what they should put in the dictionary next to "hole-in-the-wall" LITERALLY this bar ROCKS

This is what they should put in the dictionary next to “hole-in-the-wall” LITERALLY this bar ROCKS

The cruise ended with a hike up to Surprise cave, a fairly large cavern way above sea level, chock-full of enormous stalactites and stalagmites and the requisite legends to accompany them. I’ve never been to Disneyland but I was told that was a plus in this instance as my slate was clean of man-made wonders – so I liked the cave quite a bit.

Speaking of very large caves: a few years ago the largest cave in the world was discovered - guess where? In central Vietnam; As much as we would have loved to see it, that particular cave is open only to visitors who are willing to shell out $3000 - on our shoe-string budget, Surprise cave it was!

Speaking of very large caves: a few years ago the largest cave in the world was discovered – guess where? In central Vietnam; As much as we would have loved to see it, that particular cave is open only to visitors who are willing to shell out $3000 – on our shoe-string budget, Surprise cave it was!

We loved Ha Long so much that we decided to spend another few days on Cat Ba island – the largest in the bay – hiking the national park, scooting up and down the island like the locals did, enjoying killer coffee and pancakes and taking in some of the best sunsets in Vietnam.

To enjoy this beautiful sunset Ed had a beer and I had a fresh passionfruit and ants juice; I hadn’t signed up for the latter but they were pleasantly tangy – Ha!

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Sardines drying on the side of the road and getting seasoned with dust and motorcycle exhaust Mmmmmm

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The karsts – they are everywhere

It was sad to say goodbye to the bay (it seems we are always saying goodbye to beautiful bays…) but we had to do it – new adventures awaited.

So long Ha Long!

So long Ha Long!

Big Travel Plans: the Whys

For me it all boils down to these three simple reasons:

  1. There’s no better time than now. This one is the most mundane, and probably the most compelling in the end. We don’t have a mortgage, we don’t have kids and we have some savings. Of course, if we didn’t have the travel itch, this would also be the best time in the world to settle down and start a family. But we do, and, boy does it itch. So there’s no day like today to leave the jobs we love, the city we call home and our steal of a rent-controlled apartment with a Golden Gate bridge view… Right?! Right.

    Yes, leaving this view behind. For now.

    Yes, leaving this view behind. For now.

  2. The books. And the movies. Growing up in Romania in the ’90s, books were my best refuge from a grim and gray post-communist reality. Before MTV rocked my world, I took cover with books like the Romanian classic “Toate Panzele Sus” (All Sails Up), a travel book thinly disguised as a story about one man’s quest to find his world-wandering father. Moby Dick, Heart of Darkness and One Hundred Years of Solitude were a few other favorites, so I think it was really just a question of time for me… And then, in high school, the miracle of cable TV struck me like lightning and books were temporarily replaced by a period of binge-watching, in which i more or less  managed to cram about two decades worth of Western pop culture. It was then, between MTV’s beach dance parties and reruns of Latin America’s wholesale exported telenovelas, that I discovered gems like Indochine with Catherine Deneuve, the wonderful Out of Africa and The English Patient. Indochine in particular, with its beautiful costumes and colonial decadence, made a very strong impression – South East Asia, you guessed, is BIG on out itinerary.

    "All Sails Up" - my fave Romanian travel book of all times.

    “All Sails Up” – my fave Romanian travel book of all times.

  3. The screens. They are killing me. A few months ago, after a few particularly intense weeks at work, i took stock of where i spent most of my life – and it was in front of a screen. Between reading the news on my phone in the morning, work, which is mostly in front of the computer, reading the news on my phone on the way home and watching a movie or the Daily Show in the evening, or trashy reality TV on the treadmill, I  was spending a whopping 12 hours+/day in front of some sort of a screen… And what i felt was PURE FEAR. Fear that my tombstone would read “The Girl Who Read the News on a Tiny Screen” instead of “The Girl Who Hugged the World.” So there. I’m posting this, shutting down my laptop and going outside to hug the world now. Let’s hope it doesn’t sue me for harassment.hugCamelia, the girl who spent the nineties reading Camus and watching Muneca Brava.