9,999 km so far.
Note for app and process nerds: My original post for this day was eaten by the Mac Notes app that we’ve been using to share and edit our posts. So today, I finally bit the bullet and found something (hopefully) better. Simplenote. Here’s to no more lost work!
For today, we were planning an all-day kayaking trip, to see Ha Long Bay from the water, which is really the only way.
To Market To Market
Stephen woke early and went out to find hot water to brew his coffee. He also made a trip to the market to buy us a picnic lunch for our day trip. French bread, tofu, coriander, lime, carrot, cucumber, and hot red chiles, to make the perfect Western-style vegan banh mi. Yum.
He also bought a little bag of fresh soy milk as a treat to add to our morning muesli. The soy milk was so fresh it was still warm when he picked it up.
The bad news was the weather report. It was cold and mizzling, again. Yuck. Not really inspiring for a day on the water.
Instead, we spent the morning curled up under our three thick blankets, getting some more work done and trying not to freeze our butts off.
Around noon, with the weather looking slightly less damp, we decided to get a move on. After all, we couldn’t just spend our whole time on Cat Ba sitting around in the hotel.
We prepared and ate our picnic in the room – it’s that cold. These were probably the best banh mi we’ve ever had.
We’ve discussed going around to the restaurants here and teaching them how to make them. Vegetarian backpackers would love them.
Full up on sandwiches, we walked over to Ben Beo harbour, where the kayaking company we wanted to rent from, Blue Swimmer, is located.
Before we could rent, we had to purchase tickets to enter the Ha Long Bay UNESCO World Heritage Site. It was 30k dong each (or about $1.50). Entrance fees are much more reasonable here than in China.
After outfitting us with our rudder-equipped sea kayaks, the guys from Blue Swimmer handed us a map and told us to be back whenever. No questions about our kayaking experience, or anything. Gotta love these unregulated countries.
Living On The Sea
Ben Beo harbour is home to a very large floating village. I was pretty excited to return to a floating village, since the simple lifestyle fascinates me, and really appeals.
Each home is the size of an average California garden shed, but they all have ample dock space and room for a few netted areas in the water filled with various kinds of fish. Imagine just dipping into your front yard when it’s time to make dinner.
Additional groceries are bought from floating grocery stores. We saw at least half-a-dozen women rowing their woven boats around the harbour, stopping off at docks as people waved and called to them. They were laden with water and soda, chips and cookies, dried rice and beans, propane tanks, and lots of fresh veggies.
Someone should start a similar, land-based service in LA. I would happily buy my groceries from a cart at my doorstep, wouldn’t you?
Almost every home seems to have a dog. These guys are aggressive protectors of their territories, and each one we rowed by came to the very edge of the dock to bark and growl. We assumed they were not eating dogs, but just good guard dogs, to protect the fishing family’s property while they are out on the water.
Go Down Dragons
After tootling around the village for a while, we decided to hit the slightly more wild side.
We paddled out past some of the picturesque islands for which Ha Long Bay is famous.
According to local legend, when Vietnam had just started to develop into a country, they had to fight against invaders. To assist the Vietnamese in defending their country, the gods sent a family of dragons as protectors. This family of dragons began spitting out jewels and jade. These jewels turned into the islands and islets dotting the bay, linking together to form a great wall against the invaders. from Ha Long Bay on Wikipedia
As we made our way back into the harbour from the other end, we noticed a group of people heaving large plastic baskets full of something up a set of concrete stairs into a brick holding tank.
As we paddled closer, some of the workers yelled hello and beckoned us closer. All work stopped as everyone watched us approach.
Stephen rowed right up to the underwater netted area to see what they were loading into the baskets. The man who had been filling the baskets reached down into the water. He pulled out an enormous jellyfish which he proudly held it the air and posed so Stephen could get a photo.
As we passed through the fishing boats in the harbour, people shouted out greetings and waved.
Everyone made us feel welcome to come up close, look at their boats and fishing nets, and have a little chat, consisting of “xin chao” and “hello”. Don’t they get tired of tourists out here?
Despite the great shape we are in, a few hours of kayaking proved to be plenty, and we were on dry land and back at the hotel, warming up under the covers, before 5pm. ♥
Hi, I’m Jane, founder and chief blogger on My Five Acres. I’ve lived in six countries and have camped, biked, trekked, kayaked, and explored in 50! At My Five Acres, our mission is to inspire you to live your most adventurous life and help you to travel more and more mindfully.