Sunday, 30 November 2014

Thailand

Set sail...

Tet 2012

My trip started off with a little self imposed anxiety. You see, I booked two seperate flights, one going from Ho Chi Minh to Bangkok and the other going from Bangkok to Phuket.  I did this after booking a week long sailing trip (adventure tour) and I never really looked at my itinerary again until the day before I was scheduled to leave... Oh dear! Seems I had only set aside an hour to claim my luggage, clear immigration and get into a taxi and make my way to the Yacht Haven Marina (situated approximately 20 minutes from the airport)  Yikes! Maybe I can try and bring my luggage on board rather than check it??? "Not a chance" is what I was basically told at the counter... great! Ok well, I would just have to deal with it when I got there, no big deal right?

Well it wouldn't have been that big of a deal if my first flight from Ho Chi Minh to Bangkok had been on time but alas it was not. A fun fact that everyone but myself seemed to know about this thrifty little airline that shall remain nameless..."Ladies and gentleman, flight blah, blah, blah, to Bangkok will be delayed, we thank you for your patience." Delayed??? Are you serious? And then it started... every possible scenario started running through my head... if this flight leaves late I may not make my connecting flight to Phuket which means I won't make it to the Marina on time which in turn means that the boat will leave without me and I will be stuck in Phuket for a week not to mention that I have already paid for my sailing trip!!! OMG, this was a disaster of epic proportions (insert drama queen here)!!! I frantically tried to reach someone from the tour company to inform them not to leave without me but of course no WiFi...Breathe Tanya, breathe ..."Blah, Blah airlines, flight blah, blah, blah for Bangkok is now boarding." Thank god! And only 40 minutes late... Which means I will have 25 minutes to clear immigration, claim my luggage and re-check it (thrifty airlines don't seem to have the ability to send your luggage direct or to transfer it to another plane or perhaps even to issue two different plane tickets at the same time, another few fun facts I was informed of that very morning). 25 minutes???  I saw nothing of the Bangkok Airport due to the fact that I had to run through it like a crazy person (carrying an enormous backpack and wearing flip flops).  I don't really know how I managed (part of it was that I cleared Thai citizens customs rather than the foreigner line) but I made the connecting flight.  I had to face angry and impatient faces as i walked past first class as they they had already closed the economy boarding gate but I made it.  Never had I been so happy to be sitting in a middle seat on a budget airline that doesn't even offer water ;)

(I would eventually grow to love the Bangkok airport, spending countless hours waiting for connecting flights, oh the irony...)

Ok, so I finally landed in Phuket and got to the Yacht Haven Marina with 2 minutes to spare. And this is what was waiting for me.  Unbelievable!





If you are going to see Thailand, do yourself a favour and do it from a sailboat!  There are so many amazing beaches to discover, so many caves to explore, so much fresh seafood to catch and devour. And wouldn't it be more pleasant without the mass of the loud, exhaust spewing long-tail tourist boats racing around?!?  The popular islands are way too crowded and polluted with abrasive people and mind numbing noise.  So head for the road less traveled and set sail to discover the lesser known islands of Thailand.

I stayed on this catamaran sailboat for 7 blissful nights. I loved it so much that I decided to board this same boat 5 months later to sail the eastern coast of Thailand.  Both these experiences were spectacular!  The sleeping quarters were pretty small and slept 2, there were 2 washrooms to accommodate 7 people but when your daily schedule looks like this, who really cares:

-get up to fresh fruit and coffee
+sail to your first snorkel sight as you slowly wake up and admire the beauty all around you
+jump into pristine blue waters to snorkel for a few hours or perhaps explore a cave or a deserted  island or even a famously known island without all the tourist boats hovering around (aka the Beach)
+get back on your yacht for fresh Thai seafood caught by your Skip or better yet, help him catch  lunch
+sail, sail and more sail
+snorkel to your hearts content
+eat copious amounts of fresh seafood
+watch the sun set on the ocean every single night
+take a night plunge and discover the wonders of bioluminescent phytoplankton (yes, it's real)
+get rocked to sleep by the soothing waves
+repeat for 7 incredible days
= PERFECTION




When I think about my sailing trips to Thailand, two nights stand out in my mind.  The night I discovered the existence of bioluminescent plankton and the night I reached the Beach... I will start with the former.

Our day started off beautifully, we ate a delicious breakfast and, yes, did more snorkeling. We brought bread with us and were immediately surrounded by hundreds of colourful and exotic fish, curious to see if our food rations would ever run out.  When they did, the fish momentarily attempted to nibble on us but soon realized we were a poor substitute.  We got back on the boat and it was time to set sail, onto our next destination.  But before our anchor was raised, a man approached on his dinghy telling us that the battery on his boat was drained and that he desperately needed a boost (yes this occurs even on sailboats).  Our skip explained to the man that he was running a tour for a company and that he had passengers on board that had paid to snorkel and to sail and that this would inevitably change our path due to time constraints and changing tides...and change our journey, it did. But more about that later. 

The man kindly thanked us anyways and wished us safe travels, he said he would ask the next boat that came around and that he understood the nature of our skip's situation,  He was about to take his leave when our skip, Michael, turned to us feeling horrible and asked how we felt about doing a good deed and helping out a fellow yachty, to which we quickly and happily agreed...It's not like we were really on a schedule, unless you consider eat, snorkel, eat, snorkel, eat, sleep, repeat, a schedule ;) 

So while the battery recharged, we did much of the same alternating between, eating, swimming, reading, and sun bathing. Tough go!  The process took a bit longer than usual, due to some unforseen complications, but we were on our way within the next few hours.  No damage done, the only thing that changed was the location of the bay where would anchor our boat that night.  Plus, we were happy to have been good samaritans.  Turns out that on board that yacht was 2 International teachers and 4 high school girls completing their sailing course.  The girls had drained the battery using their flat irons and blowdryers, go figure! 



All this to say that Karma is a beautiful and wonderful thing.  That very night we ended up lowering our anchor in the very same bay as our "rescue" yacht and guess who came over baring gifts... The teachers wanted to thank us so they brought us a box of wine (or goon as I learned in Australia on my very first sailing trip a few years back).  Since they were both also music teachers they also brought with them their guitars and a few tambourines.  A jamming session quickly followed.   Pretty soon all you could hear in that isolated bay was the sound of guitars, tambourines, singing and a ton of laughter.  There was also the accompanying sound of a piano via a pretty cool iphone app.  As I looked up at the star filled sky I thought to myself could this night get any better??? Turns out it could.


"So have you guys seen it yet? asked one of the teachers... 
Seen what? What on earth was she talking about? I asked myself, puzzled.
"Just jump in, you 'll see" she said, as a smile swept across her lips.  I looked over to her fellow teacher, he was enthusiastically nodding this head.  I was curious...why not, I figured.  It's not like they would try to feed us to the sharks, not after we saved them???  They then told us to turn off all the lights on the boat and to watch. So I ran into my cabin to change and was the first to take the plunge...

That was the first night I realized I had super powers... OK, maybe not but I swear that swimming in the complete darkness with bioluminescent plankton is like having the power to shoot lightning out of your fingertips and toes.  Every time I would move my hands or my feet, a trail of underwater lights would follow my every move, the faster I kicked the more light they emitted.  When I took my hands out of the water, little dots of glowing blue light would slide down my arms until they once again reached the sea.  No need for convincing, my shipmates jumped in and the bay lit up like the sky...there were stars above and there were stars below.  It was and still remains a magical night. Although I have seen the plankton many times since that day, every time I see it still feels like that very first snowfall, the one that brings you to back to the magic and the wonder of your childhood. You can youtube bioluminescent plankton and see for yourself but... I recommend the real thing, if you had a doubt ;)



As for the second most memorable night, let me first backtrack a little... For this sailing trip you could choose to do 3 nights or 4 nights or stay on for the full 7 nights (which my friend Nick and myself chose to do).  We started off our trip with as a group of 7 with a crew of 2 (3 Canadians, 3 Brits and 1 American, 1 Auzzie skip and 1 Thai first mate)  and after the first 3 nights, 4 people left and 3 newbies were set to take over there bunks. We didn't really know what to expect when we picked them up on Koh Phi Phi island... 

It immediately started off badly, they were loud and had seemingly already had one too many of the famous and often messy Thailand buckets (one mickey of Thai whisky, 1 can of redbull, coke, ice and half a dozen straws in a kid’s sand bucket, oh and one painful hangover).  As soon as they got on the boat, they started to act like spoiled, rich, over grown children. The type you only see on trashy reality shows.  They started talking about themselves, how great they were and how much money they had and never really stopped, I was annoyed.  They took over the boat like they owned it.  One of the guys even decided that he would not submit himself to keeping tally of his drinks so he told our skip he was buying all the alcohol on the boat. This is when I knew they wouldn't last... I had seen a group of Irish boys drink themselves sick in the Whitsundays a few years back, they spent the whole next day leaned over the side of the boat, green and ghostly.  I don't care how much you think you can drink, drinking on a boat is very different. I will get back to these full grown boys in a bit.

So our day kept getting worse, we were set to lower our anchor in Maya bay, the bay that sits in front of Maya beach (yes the one from the Beach, I had been looking forward to seeing this amazing place since the very first time I saw that movie ) but the current was too strong.  We would have to go around to the other side of the island and wait for morning to reach the Beach.  We lowered our anchor on the far side of the island and started setting up for our BBQ dinner.  I was starting to think that this second part of the trip was cursed until Michael saw my disappointed face and said...

"Unless you guys want to take a chance and try to swim out to the rope ladder by the rocks?"
"Yes, yes, yes" I could hear myself shouting.
"Ok but the current is very strong, I can take you out in the dinghy now and drop you off as close to the rope as I can but you will have to do the same thing to come back tonight and it will be dark by that time.  Are you sure you want to do this?  he asked.

Without a doubt, it was unanimous, well almost.  Five of us decided to get into the dinghy and held on as he drove over the waves, we had to circle a few times because the current was so strong it was sending our boat towards the sharp gagged rocks.  Those same rocks were where that tiny little rope ladder was attached, that same ladder that would finally get me to the Beach... (but without a camera with good reason) So I jumped in and swam with all I had to grab a hold of that rope, at the same time I had push myself away from that wall of skin piercing jagged rocks.  The waves definitely pushed us around and we were all wondering how we find our way back in the dark, let alone manage to climb back in our dinghy afterwards.

We had no idea where we were heading, we were told that there was a short path that would lead us directly to the beach.  We walked through this beautiful jungle and saw a tiki hut to the left of us with a bar and a few people gathered around it in the distance but I was too focused to stop.  I was going to see this beach and I wanted to see it before the sun set.  Finally I saw the opening and as I walked through it all I could do was stare in complete amazement.  My own eyes where seeing this! I was finally here! 

All the long tail boats had left for the day and the beach was deserted.  We were the only 5 people there and we were there just in time for my favourite time of day...sunset.  We looked at each other (put our differences aside) and chuckled and then we all ran into the water so happy and thankful for our stroke of luck. We were at Maya beach and not one single long boat was there. it was all ours.  And we were free to enjoy it the way it should be, not behind a phone or in front of a camera but by just BEING there.  None of us showed up on the island with anything but a cold beverage, oddly enough ;) And as the sun finally set, we looked down into the water and there it was again...stars everywhere... bioluminescent greatness.

This is what Maya bay beach often looks like I am told...


This is what our Maya beach looked like the next morning, before all the boats and all the tourists arrived... We snorkeled in this bay early that morning, that is our sailboat in the distance... It was one of my dreams come true and I am so thankful to have experienced it.




Oh and about those boys, turns out drinking on a boat IS very different. That very night they all drank themselves silly and were begging to be dropped off on the next island.  In their words they needed to be "dropped off at 5 star".  So the next morning, we promptly shed about 500 pounds of "dead" weight (one stayed on board with us, he turned out to be an alright guy) and voilà then we were 4 with our crew and we had 3 more glorious nights aboard the magic Amadeus.  Plus, the last three days were "all-inclusive". Thank you, manchildren for buying all of our drinks, happy Chang-over to you! My friend Nick and I still have a good chuckle when we talk about "Nuneaton".  

Thailand is a great place to visit just don't flock to where all the tourists go.  Like any country do your research first, look for options on how you can do it off the beaten path and be prepared to go off course and to step outside of your comfort zone.  If you are looking to stay in your comfort zone, you probably should have stayed home. The best adventures are the ones you don't plan for and the best stories are the ones you that can take you back.


On both my trips we had incredible encounters with wild dolphins, we even tried to jump in and swim with them but they quickly vanished.  But that's ok they gave us a great show before they did. Check out the video our first mate, Em, took.  Superb!




Here is a collection of things I love about Thailand.  

These intricate and colourful shrines are everywhere in Thailand and they are absolutely beautiful.


Watching a Muay Thai boxing event is a must. We watched ours on Koh Samui but the best and largest Muay Thai stadiums and arenas are in Bangkok (Lumpinee, Rajadamnern and Channel 7 Stadiums). 


Fire dancing and fire spinning shows...one word...Incredible!  These men are truly amazing and very talented. Another big must.


The rice paper lanterns, not only are they beautiful but they are considered to bring good luck.  Many believe that worries and negative feelings can be set free and simply float away.  
It's called letting go... 


And finally this view, unbelievable!


Thank you Thailand, Northern Thailand you are still on my list 
xo



Friday, 11 November 2011

Hanoi...you Hannoy me!!!


Let's continue our journey with Vietnam's capital city, Hanoi.


 I must admit that right from the start Hanoi and I did not hit it off. It's small, narrow and crowded streets left me feeling claustrophobic and slightly anxious. Even the air felt different, the exhaust of the cars and motorbikes seemed to linger and get trapped between the buildings leaving it... at times... hard to breath. The initial vibe I got from the city was off and very reminiscent of my stay in Beijing... a feeling I would rather not experience again and one that I cannot fully explain.


























The city itself is beautiful with a lot of historical sites to see, however for me it has always been the people who make the places I visit truly amazing. Much to my disappointment, I did not find most of the people we came in contact with to be overly friendly. In fact, I found the people we encountered to be either completely indifferent towards us foreigners (for the most part not even acknowledging our presence), or excessively eager to try and separate us from our money (we unfortunately came across a few different scams but nothing too serious). 








I do have to say that Hanoi, however, is a photographers (even a beginner one) paradise, there are amazing pictures waiting to be taken everywhere you look. I will say that I enjoyed hiding behind the lens of my camera while I was there and that I am grateful that I was able to take some really interesting pictures because I don't believe I will be returning to Hanoi (unless of course it is to catch the overnight train to Sapa).  I'm glad I went and I believe it is worth seeing and discovering for yourself, some people love it but Hanoi was simply not the city for me.













To the 10 ladies I travelled with, I will never forget (I am sure neither will you ) our bitter van driver, the banana ambush, the attempted 200,000 dong rip-off trip to the train station washroom, the drive heading back into Hanoi, the restaurants that mysteriously didn't serve food or the looks we received...It all made the adventure all the more interesting ;P

What can I say

Ok, so it's been a long...no, no, no scratch that...it's been a really really long time. And I must say that I have been dreading this moment, simply because I have so much to say but it feels like I may have waited too long to write it all down. But as you all know, my procrastination has always been one of my finer qualities and I have been known to work better under pressure, so why not give it a go ;p


If you allow me to, tonight I will attempt to get over this hump, this mental blockage of sorts and move on (I'm talking blog here, of course). The trick, I've been told, is to keep it concise and to include lots of pics so that people will forgive or maybe even possibly forget your tardiness. So, lets get back on track people! Four vastly different destinations in one night, hope you can handle it.


Let's begin our journey in Hoi An






Charming, is the best possible word I can use to describe this historic town. If you come to Vietnam, this one is a must!!! Whether you go for the fashion (yes ladies, this is where you can buy inexpensive tailor made clothes that actually fit your body). Or you come to lay on the beach and take a dip in the South China Sea... ahhhhhhhhhhhhh! Perhaps you will come to visit the Old Quarter (a UNESCO World Heritage Site)... the Japanese bridge, the exquisite lanterns, the magnificent art, the blissful cafes, the gentle people :)









Or you could very well come to Hoi An without any expectations what so ever, much like I did and find the one true love of your life...



Cao lầu the most delicious meal known to mankind. I was in Hoi An for less than 3 days and I had it 4 times. Trust me, it's amazing!!!  No but in all seriousness, it's a regional dish only found in this town. "Its unique taste is rumoured to be contributed by the water from an undisclosed ancient Cham well just outside of the town." (as per wikipedia, of course).

So there it is, your crash course on Hoi An. I am sad to say that I did not take many pictures during my stay here, perhaps it was because I knew I would be back or perhaps it is because I did not want to miss a single moment of my time there. I think it may have been a little bit of both.
Oh beautiful Hoi An, first place to steal my heart in Nam :)




I can not take credit for the last three photographs (though I wish I could). This, my friends, is the brilliant work of Miss Amrita Singh, spectacular!     http://www.amritasinghart.com/

Monday, 19 September 2011

from the beach to the mountains

Beachtown, sand dunes and a holy mountain... not bad for our first long weekend away!

The six hour bus ride to Phan Thiet was worth every agonizing minute we spent stuck in downtown Ho Chi Minh city traffic! Can you believe it can take up to two hours to get out of this city??? It is simply a huge and overly chaotic city. But once we left the concrete jungle we now call home, all I could think about was how excited I was to finally see the beach I had been reading about in travel guides for months... Mui Ne beach and those beautiful sand dunes! As we drove in, I was surprised to see the abundance of five star resorts that lined the coast. Beautiful resorts one after the other, after the other, after... well you get it, I assume ;) Anyhow, it was not exactly what I had expected but beautiful none the less. Finally, we drove up to our quaint little hotel and were shown to our rooms... Wawaweewa! A small little pool side bungalow right beside the beach and lush trees everywhere you looked. I was in heaven, clearly!










I quickly remembered that Mui Ne was much more than just a beautiful beachtown, it had sand dunes!!! Red and white ones :)  So the next day, we arranged to have our bus driver take us to see these amazing sand dunes, described by many travel books as a beachside Sahara.  First we would start with the red ones in order to catch the sunset at the even more beautiful white ones (following the advice of a few wise friends, of course) They did not disappoint!  What a sight, simply amazing.  After walking around and marveling at these amazing red sand dunes and trying to avoid the VERY pushy children trying to sell you a crazy carpet ride down these sand lovers delights, we got back on our bus (covered in red sand mind you, a fact I do not think our driver appreciated very much). 


We then proceeded to drive a few kilometers down the coastline and arrived at Lotus Lake, a simple beauty surrounded by the most magnificent white sand dunes.  No pushy children selling crazy carpet rides, rather here you could rent a 4 wheeler and explore the sand dunes to your hearts content.  So ride we did! And then it happened...

Sunset.  See for yourself :)








Bet you thought I was done!!! Well not quite... The next day was just as spectacular.  Got up and got on a motorbike for a 50 km drive. Followed the coastline and headed for the mountains, destination Ta Cu Mountain.  My driver, who did not speak a word of English (a fact that I very much appreciated at 7:00 in the morning, and if you know me you know exactly why) seemed a little pressed for time.  But I did not mind the crazy ride at all, it was far better than the average 40km/h rides I  had experienced in the city. The ride was much faster, thank goodness because I don't think my butt could have handled another minute! Seriously!!! 

Enter the holy mountain... perfect timing! You see, Ta Cu Mountain is home to a white Reclining Buddha, a 160 ft (49m) Buddha!!!  Rumoured to be the largest in Vietnam. Spectacular... really there are no other words to describe it. All you need to know is that I got there early and beat the crowds (I believe a few million tourist were arriving as I left the mountain) the view was... well, incredible and the energy, undeniable!

Here is but a fragment of what I experienced. Wish you would have been there with me, miss you xoxo  Talk soon :)



  











Let me leave you with this (signs my friends, signs are everywhere)... This is what I saw when I turned my back on the Reclining Buddha. I found it in naturally etched in a tree that faces the serene face of  Buddha. Funny how you must turn your back on one in order to see the other.  One watches as the other one rests...





 Which would you choose?