I was all set to go to the northwest, toward the mountains,
when I was lured by the prospect of visiting Hoa Lu. This site is of
significance because it is here that emperor Dinh established his capital ca.
950 AD, after having shaken the yoke of Chinese subjugation. He is also
credited for giving the name of Vietnam
to the new nation (until then an unruly province of the Chinese empire). The
castle is at best modest, and time has not treated it kindly, but it is located
amidst another massif of limestone, in a valley of remarkable beauty.
For V$ 250,000 (US$ 12) I secured a very nice room in downtown Tam Cóc, and treated myself to an afternoon stroll through the charming village. I had scouted the restaurants, and had set my eyes on a V$ 100,000 menu that included goat grilled with lemon grass, but by the time I came back from my walk I had eaten so much street food I didn’t feel hungry at all. My browsing included a kebab of grilled pork, a deep-fried plantain tostada, a king of spring roll, and a juicy pear. Let it not be said I do not keep to a balanced diet!
The whole area is a local tourism Mecca , and there are plenty of opportunities
to spend your dongs in pleasant boat trips and visits to temples in grottos or
caves. I did both, for the sake of duty, but from now on will be very selective
on the type of tourist traps I visit. The boat trip was fun because with me
were six young Vietnamese (4 girls and 2 guys) who were fun and uninhibited.
They all wanted to take their picture with me, and unofficially adopted me as
their grandfather. The guide sang a song, and then one of the guys sang a song
(clearly a devotee of karaoke), and then I sang a song, so we had plenty of
laughs as we were being rowed around. One of the girls even patted me on the
belly, the way you would pat the belly of Buda, which caused yet another round
of merriment.
From there I headed to the tourist area of Tam Cóc, but for
a moment a panicked as I entered the industrial city of Ninh Binh . No fun riding when there are all
sorts of trucks around you. But I was told to keep going (I ask for directions
all the time, but my map is not very good, and my pronunciation of the place
names is atrocious, so it is a bit of a miracle that I remain on course), and
eventually came to the right intersection and entered the region of Tam Cóc. It
is indeed beautiful, with its vast extensions of rice paddies magnificently
framed by steep limestone buttes. I found that going slow in the motorbike
gives me plenty of time to enjoy the scenery, at the same time that in an hour
I can cover more ground than the bicycle bound tourists. I can get used to this
type of tourism.
For V$ 250,000 (US$ 12) I secured a very nice room in downtown Tam Cóc, and treated myself to an afternoon stroll through the charming village. I had scouted the restaurants, and had set my eyes on a V$ 100,000 menu that included goat grilled with lemon grass, but by the time I came back from my walk I had eaten so much street food I didn’t feel hungry at all. My browsing included a kebab of grilled pork, a deep-fried plantain tostada, a king of spring roll, and a juicy pear. Let it not be said I do not keep to a balanced diet!
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