Sunday, April 17, 2016

Welcome to Siem Reap 2

DAY THREE:

On the third day but really the second day of any action going on, we hopped out of bed bright and early, had breakfast, and departed the hotel at 7am for the first 4 temples of the day. On this day, we learned a lot about the sadness within Cambodia’s history and current daily life.


During our first temple, Sokkun pulled up into a sandy driveway and a bunch of little girls started banging on the door. Sokkun didn’t say anything and it was really awkward when these sweet little girls wanted us – begged us – to buy their homemade trinkets, but there were signed everywhere saying “Don’t give money or candy to the children” so I didn’t cave. Bernard felt so bad and hated the feeling of telling kids “no thank you” and then ignoring them when they kept pestering. It reminded me of when I went to Morocco so it wasn’t super new to me, but that didn’t make it any easier.

On this day as we trekked through the majestic temples of Angkor Wat, we learned:
-       80% of people in Cambodia are farmers
-       60% of people outside of the city (Siem Reap) don’t have electricity or a toilet
-       10-20% of people go to university, but this university isn’t recognized outside of Cambodia

Then on the last day in the morning, we went to a water village and learned more heartbreaking truths about this incredible place:
-       people living in the village used surrounding water and animals for daily living needs
o   We saw lots of dogs and I told Sokkun I loved dogs, and he said in Cambodia people are afraid of dogs and only use them for protection. He then said he found it really strange and baffling that Westerners feed their dogs people food. He said that in Cambodia no one would ever do that because there are too many starving people who deserve that food… he makes a good point!
-       The life expectancy in Camobodia is 50 years old for males and 60 years old for females
-       There are many orphanages in Cambodia that are funded by foreigners

I also learned a lot about Buddhism and feel that it is a beautiful and peaceful belief system. We learned about the beef between Hindu and Buddhist religions and it was crazy the physical evidence of this – all of the Buddhas’ faces that were beautifully carved in the temple (there was thousands!) were scraped out by protesters when the religions clashed. It was really neat to see but scary to think that religious wars are so powerful and threatening.

I learned throughout my short stay in Cambodia that the people are humble and thankful for all things regardless of how little they have. I wish more people were that humble. We overheard some foreigners complaining about Cambodian food, and yes I’ll admit it isn’t as “delicious” as the Pad Thai we had eaten weeks before, but it was good and we appreciated every last morsel as the people were appreciating us and the tourism we brought to their country.

On the last day, right before check-out, I noticed one of the staff members washing the floors and I forgot something in the room but I didn’t want to step on the clean floor. She insisted that I do so and said that she wanted something to clean. She then chatted with us about where we were from and how we had been traveling for a few weeks. She sat in awe as we talked about our busy life in Shanghai and I could tell she wanted that.



At check-out, the last exchange we had with the amazing owner was that he gave us a gift – he gave Bernard and I matching scarves! We were so touched and he was so touched that we were appreciative of everything. I guess we were the smileyest people in the hotel and didn’t complain at all! You know me and Bernard…we’re always happy, so when we’re met with friendly people who go above and beyond? It’s almost too much! After shaking his hand and dorning our new scarves (you could tell Bernard was in a good mood because he actually wore the same thing as me, -- something he claims he’ll never do, at least not before the age of 85), we hopped a tuktuk (on the house!) and headed to the airport to head to Da Nang, Vietnam. Hmmmm, I hope DaNang is better than Hanoi! Here’s hoping. It’ll be hard to beat Cambodia, a beautiful, historically sad, but friendly and warm place.

Welcome to Siem Reap!

DAY ONE/TWO:

We arrived at the Vilada Angkor Boutique around 10pm so we weren’t really interested in doing anything other than going straight to bed. When we arrived, we were awe-struck at the beauty of the sweet, little boutique. It was definitely surprising how posh and modern it was! We were greeted genuinely and happily by the owner who offered us refreshing towels and a welcome drink on arrival. The drink was SO good that I drank most of Bernard’s while he was settling the check-in and arranging our pick up for our Angkor Wat temple guided tours over the next few days!

There’s not much to say other than we were pleasantly surprised at our friendly and happy greeting. It was refreshing and much needed after an irritable plane ride and a not so satisfactory stop in Hanoi. We quickly went to bed, slept like kings, and got up bright and early at 6am the next morning for a leisurely breakfast and a kick start to the temple tours!

Breakfast was "a la carte" and it was prepared beautifully! The owner cooked and served the breakfast (it was a really small hotel) and the presentation? Omg, it was so cute. He cut the tomatoes into sweet little hearts and curled the sausages so they looked like twisty candies… which sounds weird, but it was pretty.


After breakfast, we had little time to relax before our guide, Sokkun, came and took us straight to Angkor Wat. The temples weren’t super close to our hotel so every day we learned a lot about our guide, Sokkun. He told us about the history of Cambodia and a little bit about his family. He was very sweet and definitely tailored the tour to us completely. He bypassed the giant tour groups and took us to smaller less popular temples to beat the crowds. He explained the architecture and history in detail knowing that we were serious history buffs (Bernard is, but I definitely appreciated it and take my tours seriously!)


In short, the temples were breathtaking. I mean, all of them were astounding. Bernard took approximately 800 photos of Angkor Wat alone! It’s really hard to put into words this magnificent group of temples. You really do need to see it to believe it and bask in its glory.



So it’s a really small world and we happened to be in Cambodia for a similar 24 hour duration as our friends back in Shanghai, so we met up with them at a fancy French influenced restaurant called Georges and spent the night eating, drinking, laughing, and enjoying each other’s stories about the temples and travel. I love slowing down and having the time to just chill. No internet, no technology even, no interruptions, no watches or timelines, no work deadlines… it was bliss!

So one of the things that I both love and am very uncomfortable with about Cambodia is the tuktuks. A tuktuk is like an open cab and there are tuktuk drivers all over Siem Reap – all over South East Asia really, but let’s focus on Siem Reap. Not only were they friendly and smiley even though they were carting around people in the windy and sandy weather all day long, but they also waited for you! So here’s the story: We asked the owner of the hotel to call us a tuktuk to take us to dinner to meet friends. He asked how long we would be and we said, “I don’t know, maybe 3-4 hours. So 7:00-11:00pm?” He said okay and apparently told that to the tuktuk driver. We assumed the driver would drive around and do his thing and be back at 11pm, but NO! He just chilled. He literally put his feet up and waited for us for four hours! Bernard felt so bad! He tipped him extra but the guy wouldn’t take it. How sweet and yet as a privileged ass North American, I felt really bad. Never would I be expected to just wait for someone for 4 hours without at least a book to read!




When we arrived back at the hotel after hanging out at Georges, it was almost midnight and the owner was sitting at the front desk almost asleep waiting for us! “Welcome home!” he said and as soon as we came into the hotel, he rushed to bed. The next morning, we had to be up at 6am again, and he was up even earlier cooking us our beautiful breakfasts to order. I couldn’t believe the hospitality and customer devotion! Cambodia really was a place of beautiful, warm people.

Saturday, March 26, 2016

Welcome to Hanoi


DAY ONE:

Not going to lie… Bernard and I agreed that we could have done without Hanoi. The airport hotel was fine and served its purpose. We got into town just before bed time so we had dinner at the hotel (subpar) and hit the hay. In the morning, we were woken up by crowing roosters and crazy traffic. The beeping, the honking, Jesus it was unpleasant. 

We got up early and decided to head into town to make the most of our day. We had to opt to take the bus which was like a cent versus taking a cab which was many dollars out of principle (aka I’m frugal and screw you, I ain’t paying half my VND for transportation! Stupid…)
 
After the hour long bus ride (which was kind of fun and definitely scenic), we got to Hanoi city centre. We hopped off the bus and immediately got hit by 83 scooters. I’m kidding, but it was possible! So Shanghai is heavily populated and riddled with billions of scooters, but Hanoi made Shanghai look like a deserted ghost town! It was crazy. 

We were both stressed out the entire time and only snapped a few gorgeous photos of some train tracks and livestock. We picked up a road Banh Mi (Vietnamese sandwich) from a stall and roamed around to try and find a famous prison museum. We never actually found this prison and no one seemed to know what we were talking about when we mentioned it. Stupid Hanoi...

The most entertaining thing that happened in Hanoi was when we finally found an area that wasn’t just pollution and scooters. We crossed the street and an old woman on the street tried to shove a donut-like treat at me. I shook my head and trudged on but then I turned around and saw my darling husband smiling and chewing that donut treat!! Damn it. I sighed and walked over and reluctantly ate one from the woman. It was alright. Then, the woman started putting a bunch of them in a bag and quoting a price. We thought she said 50,000VND (which is like $2 USD which in my opinion is ridiculous because I’m cheap), but when Bernard gave her a 200,000 and expected change, she asked for more! We then realized she said 250,000 VND and I was like “WHAT?! No!” I was offended and yet my beautiful, smiley nice ass Canadian husband just nodded and gave her the money! He then thanked her for scamming the shit out of us and skipped off. I was like, “Bernard do you realize how much 250, 000 VND is?!” He just looked at me sweetly and started eating his “treasures”. He offered me one and I felt like I had to eat it because I just paid $10 USD for this shit! It tasted like it had been made by Noah when he built the ark and it had a hint of car exhaust and rotting garbage. Also, it was stone ass hard. Bernard felt so bad and I had a really good laugh at him for being so nice and trusting in South East Asia! TIP: You gotta keep walking and not make eye contact and always watch your wallet! Bernard then confirmed that he would eat and enjoy all of these treats and the million dollars he spent would be worth it. I said not to worry and we laughed about it for a bit. When you travel, you have to account for stupid stuff like that. Besides, it makes for a great story! As we walked along a pretty river, I turned to tell Bernard how much I just enjoyed being here with him and saw him sneaking his “treasures” into a nearby garbage bin! “Babe, I’m sorry. I can’t eat them. They’re so gross!” We laughed for like 3 hours about this and added at least 5 points onto our power couple status as we linked arms and made fun of ourselves for being so damn polite and oblivious. At the end of the day, we hopped that the woman who just earned a bucket worth of money by Vietnamese peddling standards was having a nice dinner and smiling happily at her bounty. Speaking of a nice dinner, we laughed so hard that we were starting to get hungry… since the rock car exhaust treasure didn’t satiate in the least.

 We had a bowl of Pho (rice noodle soup) before deciding to just head back to the hotel after a few hours of attempted strolling the cluttered streets of Hanoi. The bowl of Pho was only okay and I’m pretty sure it nearly killed me because later on the plane I started feeling mighty deathly. Luckily, gravol was invented and I remain a happy and alive person on this planet!

After the Pho, we found the bus stop and hopped on. Sweet Jesus, it was a long bus ride. We were told it would take less time to get back towards the airport, but after an hour and a half, I was dying of a headache and you can only imagine what my weak 80 year old stomach was doing: circus flips!


We settled the bill at the hotel and got a lift to the airport. We were frankly quite happy to leave Hanoi. The scamming, the busy atmosphere, the pollution… were we not just in Shanghai?!

Until the next adventure,
The stressed Wuns

Welcome to Hangzhou


Bernard and I arrived back in Shanghai after Thailand and had almost a week before we headed off to Vietnam and Cambodia. We both didn’t really feel like sitting around in Shanghai twiddling our thumbs, so we decided to hop a fast train to a nearby city in China: Hangzhou! We booked two nights in a cute boutique hotel on West Lake (the main “attraction” in Hangzhou). After what was supposed to be a warm vacation in Thailand, Hangzhou would be the polar opposite! We bundled up our scarves, hats and mittens, and head out for snowy scenery!

Instead of writing about our experience in Hangzhou, which was essentially two full days of nonstop walking and soaking up the beautiful views, I’ll just post some pictures. Hangzhou reminded me of a beautiful walk through Northern Canada in the wintertime. The snow was perfectly placed on the trees and barely scattered the ground that we walked on. It looked as if the snow was placed for photos only. It was perfect! We were in Hangzhou for almost three days and the first day was a snowy wonderland, the second was sunny and melty, and the third was almost fully melted. It was as if we watched seasons change in 72 hours!








Hangzhou was a lovely little chilly trip in between our international destinations. I’m glad we did it because Shanghai is no fun during the New Year holiday! We get plenty of Shanghai all year round, so getting out of it is great. However, I didn’t appreciate being stared at four thousand times more in Hangzhou (I was one of maybe 3 white people in a sea of billions) but Bernard reminded me that people from all over China were traveling and therefore probably had never seen anyone like me. Makes sense.



Onto the next trip! When we got home from Hangzhou, it was only one sleep until Vietnam and Cambodia! We would be in Hanoi, Vietnam for about 22 hours and then head to Cambodia to experience the famous Angkor Wat. Then, we would hit the beaches of Da Nang and eat all the noodle soup we could! Bring it.

Welcome to Chiang Mai: Day Four

DAY FOUR:


I’m not going to lie, I don’t really remember much about day four. I remember it being one of the warmest days and we were thankful for that. I remember eating a lot, walking around a lot, and just generally enjoying the last minute sites and temples of Chiang Mai. I remember, of course, getting yet another massage and eating yet another Pad Thai. I remember loving it and leaving Thailand with a big smile on my face. I also remember arriving in Shanghai at 4:00am and that was the only part I could have lived without. Stupid flight…