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Singapur – costly, costly, costly…

We had actually planned to stay in Singapore for a few days, but after a quick search for accommodation we quickly scrapped the plan. At least €60/night for a room in a dormitory, we take an early morning flight from Kuching to Singapore (so we save one night) and only stay two nights in the city before we go back fly to Munich.

Our hostel is still super nice. We have a double bed in a newly furnished dormitory with around 10 beds, so no privacy but everyone sticks to the night’s peace in the room. This makes it even quieter than the hostel in Kuching, where the walls were so noisy that we were woken up by night owls all night long.

Our sightseeing program is also rather relaxed due to Tobi’s injury, but we still see a lot thanks to the great public transport with buses and subways. We spend the first afternoon at the famous Marina Bay with the striking three-tower luxury hotel – of course we also go to the viewing platform there Winking smile. We stroll a little along the promenade, through the swanky shopping center and the beautifully landscaped park “Gardens of the Bay” with some architectural highlights. In particular, “artificial trees” were created here, which are covered with plants from bottom to top and are powered by the solar panels on the roof. The entire park forms its own cycle for energy production, water treatment and irrigation without CO2 emissions.

A great feature of Singapore is the influence of the various Asian cultures on the metropolis, and so we stroll from Little India to Arab Street and then back via China Town to the western-style Clarke Quay. We eat Indian and Arabic and on the last evening we meet with Max’s cousin, who has been living in Singapore as an expat for a few years and tells us a little about the city and the lifestyle! We also watch the water and laser show in front of the marina, but due to a construction site, the places for visitors are directly on the water and the visibility is somewhat limited, but it’s still a huge effort that takes place here every day from 8 p.m.

And that’s it for the culinary delicacies of Southeast Asia and the always incredible rainforests and we fly back to Munich! By the way, Tobi ends up on the operating table immediately three days after landing Smile

Kuching – a very close experience with Borneo

The west of Borneo feels a little more “civilized” than the east, and in Kuching you notice that immediately. There are nicer hostels, the people are more open and there is noticeably more life in the city. The pretty promenade along the river through the city becomes a meeting point for the city (and the actually quite a few tourists) in the evenings. There are stalls, street performances and even a – somewhat amateurish – water and laser show in front of the recently opened new and beautifully lit parliament building (unfortunately it looks really horrible during the day)

That alone makes us want to stay here a few days longer, but there are also a few national parks around the city and another sanctuary for orangutans. Unfortunately, Tobi’s knee isn’t getting any better and walking is becoming a bit difficult. That’s why we start our first day in Kuching with a vegan cooking class including a trip to a local market. The cooking class itself is then in a small, nice café and we get to know some Bornese recipes and ingredients that are either inherently vegan or have been redesigned. Unfortunately, Borneo itself is not a particularly good place for vegans, most dishes come with shrimp paste and we usually eat (tasty) jungle ferns and vegetables with rice Smile And so it’s nice to get to know more varied dishes, in particular there is a delicious dessert made from tempeh Smile

After the cooking class, Tobi softens up and we spend the afternoon in the Kuching hospital waiting for an appointment with the orthopedist. Despite the short-term visit, this is pleasantly quick and the doctor sends us straight to the MRI. We’re a little worried that we’re just being ripped off, but after a little discussion we accept it because we get an appointment for the MRI that same afternoon.

In order to be a little more flexible and not have to sit on buses all the time, we rent a car for three days in the evening and drive to the orangutan sanctuary the following morning. It’s completely different than in Sepilok, here there are only short visiting and feeding times, but there are significantly more orangutans, some of them even sit on the street or relax on a park bench. Of course, the animals are still wild and rules must be adhered to, especially no feeding and you are not allowed to approach the animals! Here too, the park covers a huge area of several dozen square kilometers and the rescue center is only a small area where the animals are slowly released into the wild and given food if they cannot find enough in the park. We see 5 orangutans and since we are not pressed for time we can simply enjoy the experience undisturbed.

Then we go back to the hospital to see the orthopedic surgeon and again our turn comes very quickly. The appointment doesn’t take long; after a quick look at the MRI images, the doctor diagnoses a torn meniscus and immediately recommends surgery. But he reassures us that we could continue the remaining days of vacation and have the operation in Germany, but we shouldn’t do any more long hikes or anything that puts a strain on our knees.

Well, we still had a few small ones Hikes are on the radar, but it’s not bad and we decide to spend a few days on the beach in the far west of Borneo before we fly to Singapore. And that’s what we do, we spend the next two days in two small places in two nice holiday resorts near the border with Indonesia and on a small headland. Unfortunately there isn’t much going on, the holiday season is still to come, but we have peace and quiet, can lie on the beach and enjoy the sea for a bit.

On the way back to Kuching we stop again at the orangutans and see 8 other animals – the ranger said we were really lucky, often only 1-2 animals come, or even none at all… Back in Kuching we also meet the couple from the Mulu National Park and have a beer with them in the evening. He hasn’t gotten over his knee problems yet, so he’s asking for a bit of advice and we’re excited to see what happens next for him…

We’ll also take a short evening boat trip on the river through Kuching and explore the city center some more little looking for a few souvenirs. Of all the places in Borneo, we’re happy that the injury happened here because you can endure it here Smile In addition, Tobi is constantly asked about his knee bandage and some people are really nice about it!

And with that we say goodbye again from Borneo towards Singapore, but there is still a lot to discover here, 2 1/2 weeks were a bit too short Smile

Gunung Mulu Nationalpark – and suddenly the knee fails to work….

The next stop after Sandakan was actually supposed to be the small Sultanate of Brunei in the north of Borneo, but here we give up on the complicated travel planning in Borneo. Flying is not only expensive, but you also have to fly out of Borneo and back to Kuala Lumpur. There are no buses from Kota Kinabalu and the ferry service, which actually sounds good, was stopped during Corona. The “easiest” option is to fly from Kota Kinabalu to Miri, 150km away, and then take a shuttle for 100 USD half the way back to Brunei. That’s too stupid for us and we’d rather fly to the Gunung Mulu National Park in the middle of the jungle of Borneo (it can only be reached by flight Smile )

The park entrance is in the town of the same name, Mulu, but “place” is almost too much of a good thing. In fact, it consists of a few handful of homestays, a large hotel chain and a resort in the park. We chose a cheap homestay a little outside, but right on the river, and the owner James picked us up at the airport together with another couple who were on the plane with us. And James will often drive us around town for the rest of the days Smile

The park itself is known for its huge cave system (the largest of which can fit several Airbus A380s in a row) and the millions of bats that live there. Branda, the owner of our homestay and James’ wife, is also conveniently a licensed guide and takes the four of us in the afternoon directly into two of the most famous caves, the Lang and Deer Caves. The latter is not only huge, but is home to around 3 million bats and the cave is marked by their remains in some places Smile After the tour, we stay in front of the entrance to the cave and wait for the evening spectacle of the bats, the so-called “Bad Exodus”. Around sunset they first gather in swarms in front of the entrance, then go looking for food together and leave the cave in the most bizarre formations. It is truly an incredible spectacle and we even spot an eagle that is probably expecting a feast…

The next day, after a river trip, Branda shows us two more no less impressive caves (Wind Cave and Clearwater Cave), before we go swimming in a small lake that extends from an underground exit of Clearwater Cave Smile We’ll also be spending some time on the next few days beautiful hiking trails in the park and enjoy nature, the birds, insects and also discover the local mini squirrel, which is barely bigger than a mouse Smile

On the last afternoon we go on a little adventure, so-called “caving” in the “Racer Cave” – it gets its name from the racer snake that lives here. Caving means a kind of via ferrata through the unlit cave, we are given a safety harness, helmet and lamp (although we only use the former once as an alibi, our guide seems to consider it quite useless Open- mouthed smile) And so we climb through the cave, up and down again and again, squeezing ourselves cracking through narrow spaces and crawling through waist-high holes past dozens of spiders, some of them the size of your hand – which our French colleague in particular doesn’t find funny at allSmile. And we actually discover one of the racer snakes in one of the crevices, which is lurking here for bat prey Smile

The last obstacle deep in the cave is that we have to squeeze another 80cm down through a crack. Our Belgian colleague begins and groans painfully because he twists his knee. Tobi then looks for a better descent, but gets stuck in the same place, just as consumed with pain, and so we both hobble in pain the whole way, up and down, crawling and squeezing… Well, we’ll get it right again and the experience was definitely great exciting Smile

After a night walk in the evening and a canopy walk the next morning, our time in Mulu is over again and we fly to our last stop in Borneo, to Kuching…

Sandakan – monkeys, bears and turtles

There is an incredible amount to see around Sandakan, and so we decide to book a tour – this is not easy either, as most of the tour operators are in Kota Kinabalu, where we have not found any offices, and so we book online and by phone… Sandakan in particular is surrounded by a multitude of pristine rainforests, here you can spend as long as you like in the jungle to see as many animals as possible (David Attenborough has also been here for several months for one of his films).

We limit ourselves to a 4-day tour, which should cover our highlights: Orangutans, Malayan bears, proboscis monkeys and baby turtles Smile

It starts with a rescue and release station for orangutans and sun bears in Sepilok. We are picked up at the hostel by a nice older guide who will be a kind of private chauffeur for us for the next few days and has a lot of stories to tell. Among other things, he was a guide on David Attenborough’s expeditions! In Sepilok we first spend some time with the orangutans, who are gradually released here after their arrival (or birth) and at the end of the process they are taken to other parts of Borneo or Indonesia. At certain times there is food for the animals and as a tourist you are allowed to visit the park during these times. The animals come and go as they please, gradually receive less food and learn to fend for themselves in the forests. Among other things, there is also a “children’s area” for the little newcomers… Right next to the orangutans there is a small sanctuary for sun bears, which we also visit briefly. The bears are popular as good luck charms and are often kept in cages as pets. After official searches (or inspection by the “owners”), they are rehabilitated here and, if possible, released into the wild. Here too you can visit the cute, clumsy little bears during feeding times. Of course, neither is a wildlife experience and it’s a shame that such stations are even needed, but both stations seem extremely professional and concerned about animal welfare to us, and it’s a nice experience off the beaten track Smile

This is where we go next. Our driver takes us to a small town, two hours away from most civilization, where we will stay for the next 2 nights. The “Kinabatangan” river is only a few hundred meters away from our lodge and so we spend the two days mainly on the river. But before we get started, we see a large male proboscis monkey during lunch. At first he sits in a tree across the street from the lodge, but then he takes a liking to a bush and poses for our photos for a while! We thought they would be harder to see Smile On the first afternoon on the boat we see the resident elephants looking for reeds along the river, which they then eat en masse. Our captain also spots a hornbill and other proboscis monkeys – but nowhere near as close as the one at the lodge…

The next day in the morning we discovered a huge 5m crocodile – which ran away too quickly to take a photo -, two groups of wild orangutans right by the river, and a large number of other groups of proboscis monkeys and macaques! Of course, a night hike shouldn’t be missed either. Our guide begins by showing us a small viper that lives in a tree trunk near the lodge. Unfortunately, we don’t see too many animals otherwise – our guide suspects it’s because of the elephants. Nevertheless, it is always an experience to walk through the jungle at night. There’s just something magical about all the noises, chirping and quacking Smile We also hear a meow… Our guide thinks it could be a leopard cub calling for its mother – which is why he is acting incredibly cautiously – but we’re not entirely sure if it’s just him want to increase tension…

For the last stop, we go back to the city early in the morning and get on a boat for a one-hour trip to the island of “Selingan”. We spend the afternoon relaxing on the beach of the tiny island, but the real highlight awaits us in the evening. Turtles come here to lay their eggs and you can see that. After the turtle comes ashore and digs a hole for the eggs, the rangers allow the turtle to observe – it is in a deep trance while laying its eggs. Since there are only a few such islands left, the rangers collect the eggs and bury them in an enclosure to protect them from predators. At sunset you can watch the little turtles hatch. After hatching, they burrow their way up, are collected by the rangers and later carefully brought to the water. This is the last activity here, after the mother turtle has finished laying eggs (in our case 80 eggs), we can watch around 40 small turtles being released near the sea. An incredibly cute hustle and bustle of the little animals as they plunge into the surf. In fact, despite the protection on the island, only 1% of the animals will reach adulthood…

In the morning we take the boat back to the city and the bus back to Kota Kinabalu. Since we estimated the arrival time by boat very carefully, we have to wait almost two hours for the bus, but we have company. A young kitten wanders through the bus waiting hall and uses Tobi’s lap for a safe hour’s sleep Smile With a heavy heart we leave them behind and take the bus to fly from Kota Kinabalu to the “Mulu” national park (which can only be reached by plane…., another Borneo one -Quality… Open-mouthed smile)

Kota Kinabalu – Welcome to Borneo

We somehow imagined it would be easier than it ended up being. Yes, Borneo is just a stone’s throw from Vietnam. Yes, the part of Borneo we are visiting is part of Malaysia with its good bus infrastructure. Yes, Borneo is an island, you can definitely take a short flight from one corner to the other. So all in all, we can simply travel as we are used to, from one place to the next and then travel on spontaneously… Jeez, Borneo is going to be more strenuous (and more exciting) than expected Smile

Since we can’t find an (affordable) direct flight from Vietnam to any city on Borneo, we have to make do with a stopover in Kuala Lumpur. This turns a two-hour flight into a full day of travel. Because we first fly for a little over an hour to Kuala Lumpur, have a 2.5 hour layover there and then another two hours to Kota Kinabalu, the capital of the Sabah region. Here we find a very nice and relaxed hostel where we first do a little planning. The first goals quickly become clear, we want to go to the mountain and national park Mt. Kinabalu, to Sepilok to an orangutan sanctuary and to the Kinabatangan River to see wild orangutans.

Once said is half done and after one night we have had enough of the city – due to the Chinese New Year there is not too much going on here either – and we set off for Mt. Kinabalu, which is only around 2 hours away by car. Unfortunately, there is no bus there, just something that reminds us of the matatus in Kenya. So we walk to a “bus stop”, pay and wait until the car is full. But no problem, we know the drill! After a little stroll through the city and along the harbor in the morning, we go to the bus stop at 11 a.m. and ask. A bus that is almost full is still there, we have a brief discussion with the driver and tell him we’ll be back with our luggage in half an hour. Back at the bus, we set off straight away Smile

Once we arrive at the mountain, we unfortunately realize that the weather is not really suitable for an ascent. It kept raining briefly and the mountain was obscured by fog and clouds. So we make do with a short half-day hike along the hiking trails in the park. The landscape and the rainforest are simply beautiful despite (or perhaps because of) the rainy weather, and at the end we are even led to the exit by a couple of dogs Smile

There’s not much going on in the town where we’re staying either, so we’re a little annoyed that we’re staying two nights, but it gives us time to organize our onward journey. Because even that is not as easy as it sounds. There is a bus, but you can’t book it on the website. After two phone calls to the operator, we book the bus for a different route, send the driver a picture of our ticket and where we want to be picked up and wait anxiously in the town square to see if it works. It does indeed work and we drive on to Sandakan for our next excursions…

Mekong Delta – colors as far as one can see

Our last stop in Vietnam takes us by plane from Hue back to Ho Chi Minh City and then by bus to Can Tho in the middle of the Mekong Delta. Although the plane is a little late, the bus only takes 2.5 hours instead of the advertised 4 hours.

There isn’t much going on in Can Tho itself, which is why we only stay one night. But here, too, you can tell that everyone is busy preparing for the Vietnamese New Year. The city is dotted with countless strings of LED lights, the main street is brightly lit and somewhat reminiscent of the hustle and bustle of a metropolis. Conversely, many restaurants and stores are already closed for the vacation around the “turn of the year”.

This is also confirmed by our guide, who picks us up from the hostel at 4am the next morning to take us to our boat for an excursion on the Mekong. According to Clara, this is the last or penultimate day to do a meaningful tour on the river, after which there would be nothing going on for around a week. And that would be a great pity, because in addition to the many vegetable, fruit and rice plantations, we particularly want to visit the floating markets.

When we arrive at the boat, we are greeted by our boat driver and discover her 7-8-year-old granddaughter sleeping under a wooden bench on the boat. The trip to the first market takes around 1.5 hours and we enjoy the peace and quiet on the river and the slow gray of the morning before arriving at the market almost at sunrise. Unfortunately, the market is a little less busy than we had hoped, but the hustle and bustle is still exciting to watch. Our captain in particular jumps straight into the action and buys a whole bag of blood oranges from a farmer for the equivalent of 30 cents (and of course we also get a slice later Smile ). We are most impressed by a busy elderly lady who is bubbling a huge pot of soup on her small wooden boat and selling Vietnamese breakfast (noodle soup) to the tourists. As boats keep passing by, sometimes causing large waves, we wonder how often she or the pot has gone overboard during the maneuvers Winking smile

We continue to a flower market, where the yellow or orange marigolds popular for New Year’s are sold – here too, our captain strikes directly with 5 plants. The flowers are yellow or orange and are just as popular at New Year as the kumquat trees, as they promise money and success for the following year! Our next stop takes us through a small side channel of the river and you almost feel like you’re in the jungle. The destination is a farm for dragonfruit, we see the different stages of the plant and of course get to taste a fruit. The tour is really a food tour in disguise Smile

We walk to the next stop through a small village by the river while Clara introduces us to the history, life and traditions of the locals. After a 10-minute walk, we reach a small cocoa plantation – yes, there is one here – which is run by a 78-year-old farmer. It is the only farm still in existence in the Mekong Delta and produces around 2 tons of cocoa beans for the international market. Not exactly a lot, but apparently enough to reserve another tonne for tourism. We are allowed to see and of course taste all stages of cocoa production!!!

For the last stop on the tour – a rice noodle factory – we take another short boat trip. Here we learn how rice flour and water are first briefly fried into 80 cm diameter rice sheets, then dried for several hours and finally cut into fine rice noodles. We also get a “rice noodle pizza” to eat on the way! On the way back to the hotel, we drive through another, much larger floating market. The boats here are larger and loaded with huge quantities of goods. It’s like a wholesale market on the water. This is where the traders living on the boats come to sell the goods they have bought from the farmers. Back at the hotel, we say goodbye to Clara and receive a small New Year’s gift – an envelope with freshly printed money, which also brings luck and success in the coming year – which we are told to open on New Year’s Day.

We put our feet up for a moment, eat our rice noodle pizza and then head back to the bus to Ho Chi Minh City, where we spend our last evening in Vietnam. We have an appointment with the brother of Tobi’s colleague, who provides us with one dish after another – and lots of beer – in a night market that has been cleared of tourists. As we have to get up early for the flight to Borneo, we say goodbye before the evening escalates too much and get ready for the Borneo adventure…

Hue – monestry in a kaiser’s city

In addition to the old imperial citadel, the imperial city of Hue also has several imperial tombs and memorials and one of the largest Buddhist monasteries in Southeast Asia.

We start with one of the several tombs of the old imperial dynasty “Lang Tu Duc” of the ruler of the same name, just outside the city center. Here are tombs in honor of the emperor, as well as the tombs of his first wife, his successor, a memorial for his concubines and a temple in a huge and beautiful park. The tomb of the emperor himself is not here and was kept secret as he wanted to protect himself from grave robbers. This went so far that the slaves who carried him to the tomb and buried him were beheaded on their return… Surprised smile

The temple and monastery “Ni Xa Dieu Tram” of the Buddhist order “Plum Village”, which also runs monasteries around the world (also in Germany and France under the name European Institute of Applied Buddhism), is just a few minutes’ walk from the burial site. Here we meet up with Thanh Minh, a nun at the monastery and the sister of Cuong, a former colleague of Tobi. After a coconut and fruit and some shy introductions, the mood quickly thaws and she and another nun show us around the monastery and explain some of the traditions and teachings of the order. Afterwards, the three of us go to a park above the Perfume River and enjoy the evening atmosphere and the sunset with more fruit that Thanh has brought with her. But that’s not enough, she really wants to take us out for a “typical Hue meal”, which is why we call a cab and drive into the city together to a restaurant that we would never have found on our own (and of course we don’t have to explain the vegan food to Thanh Winking smile)

While Thanh says goodbye and drives back to the monastery, we enjoy a walk past the old imperial citadel and the festive market atmosphere just before the Vietnamese New Year. There are numerous food stalls, lanterns and even a kind of talent show – although the performances look a little amateurish Smile

The next day we visit the real highlight of Hue, the old citadel of the imperial city. The imperial family lived here until the early 20th century. Unfortunately, the Vietnamese fighters also entrenched themselves here during the Vietnam War, which is why the citadel was heavily bombed by the Americans. We therefore see a lot of rubble and ruins, but some of the most important buildings have been extensively restored or even completely rebuilt. So it is definitely worth a visit.

After a relaxing afternoon in a café and a nice bar, the next morning we take the plane back to Ho Chi Minh and continue by bus directly to the Mekong Delta…

Hoi An – and suddenly mass tourism

The 17-hour train journey is quite unspectacular. We sit undisturbed in a seat compartment until it gets dark and then move into the sleeping compartment for the night, which we share with two Vietnamese men and their son. The “beds” are designed more for smaller people, but are still okay, just a bit hard in typical Asian fashion Smile. Unfortunately, Kerstin almost doesn’t sleep, so we arrive relatively tired at 5:20 am at the train station near the port city of Hoi An and take a cab to the hostel. Despite our early arrival, we are kind enough to check in straight away and get an extra 2 hours of sleep!!!

Hoi An is known as a former port city in the middle of Vietnam near the imperial city of Hue, but was “forgotten” in the 20th century, which is why it suffered virtually no damage during the Vietnam War. As a result, the old town still exists and is an exciting mix of cultures from Vietnam, China and Japan. During a city tour, we learn to distinguish between the different architectural styles, but we are particularly impressed by the thousands of lanterns in the city. Dozens of white, colorful, patterned and painted lanterns hang from every house and the whole city is bathed in a sea of color. Of course, this becomes even more impressive as night falls!!!

We also thought of something new. Hoi An is considered a kind of culinary capital of Vietnam, so we book a vegan street food tour through the old town. We are not disappointed!!! Our guide treats us to ten small and large dishes at seven different locations. From banh mi at a street snack bar to various sweet and savory snacks at the old market square,  a traditional Chinese house where dumplings are still made by hand – which we also try out ourselves – to a classic restaurant with the rice noodles typical here, almost everything is included.

The next day we take a scooter again, explore the ruins of My Son, which were unfortunately badly damaged in the Vietnam War, spend the afternoon on the beach and the evening on a ride through the nearby rice fields. We also stroll along the river, which is also lit up at night with lanterns on small boats and lined with (sometimes extremely loud) bars.

After a “short” 3-hour bus ride the next morning, we reach the old imperial city of Hue…

Mui Ne – Sand dunes in Vietnam???

Sand dunes in Vietnam? Never heard of them? Neither had we, so we thought we had to see it. It also came in handy as a stopover between Ho Chi Minh and central Vietnam with the lantern city of Hoi An  and the imperial city of Hue – both of which we really wanted to see. We also really wanted to try out the legendary train route from Ho Chi Minh to Hanoi, even if only on part of the route. No sooner said than done, we book a train to Mui Ne and two nights later the 17-hour overnight train from Mui Ne to Hoi An Surprised smile

The train journey to Mui Ne is only around four hours and after a subsequent one-hour cab ride, we arrive in the small fishing village of Mui Ne. As it is already late afternoon, we head straight to the nearby dunes to enjoy the sunset. Even if it can’t be compared to the dunes in Namibia or Peru, there is always something magical about sand dunes and the setting sun. In the dark, we wander around the small town for a while, as the vegan restaurant we were looking for has unfortunately closed spontaneously. After several attempts, we give up and let ourselves be driven to a nearby stretch of beach, where there are several hostels and hotels, and we find what we are looking for right on the beach promenade. Unfortunately, you can tell that it’s more of a tourist restaurant, it tastes a bit bland than we’re used to…

The next morning we take a scooter and explore the coast. We were particularly taken with the “white” dunes around 25 km away. However, shortly after setting off, we are stopped by two policemen on a motorcycle, asked for our international driving licenses – which we have of course forgotten at the hotel – and escorted to the nearest police station. Of course, we have the wrong driving licenses for the scooters commonly used in Vietnam anyway, so let’s see what awaits us…

The police station turns out to be a small hut next to a school and the obvious superior of the two policemen tries to convince us via a translation app how dangerous it is to drive on Vietnam’s roads and that there are always accidents involving tourists who don’t know the “rules of the road” in Vietnam. We play dumb and wait to see what he is actually getting at. And as expected, he offers us a benevolent “compromise”. We should just pay a fine of around €15 and then we can continue driving for the rest of the day without any worries. Of course, we don’t get a ticket or quitting, the €15 goes straight into his pocket and he kindly uploads a photo of our license plate to the police system (presumably a WhatsApp group… Open-mouthed smile ), then nobody would bother us anymore… Yeah, sure, but what can you do.

Whether it’s the great police system or just luck, we have no more contact with the police for the rest of the day, drive to and walk through the white dunes. We also spend the afternoon on the beach and visit the vegan restaurant in the evening, which was closed the day before (simply delicious!!!). We round off the evening with a beer and “fried ice cream” and set off the next day after breakfast on the 17-hour train journey to Hoi An….

Ho Chi Minh – Back to southeast asian “chaos”

Somehow we’ve been so busy with other parts of the world since the Covid era that we’ve somewhat “neglected” Southeast Asia. We wanted to change that and set off for Southeast Asia again, or to be more precise, we set our sights on the island of Borneo. But as we have four weeks to spare, we wanted to finally get to know the south of Vietnam! No sooner said than done, we look for a flight route to Ho Chi Minh City – the capital of Vietnam – via Borneo to Singapore and back to Munich…

We arrive in Ho Chi Minh on Saturday evening and throw ourselves into the city’s (touristy) nightlife. And what can we say, somehow we just missed the hustle and bustle, the endless flood of two-wheelers and the smell of street food floating around everywhere!

And so we just walk through the city, treat ourselves to a delicious vegan banh mi and end up in a street that should probably be described as an open-air DIsco! Music thunders from open bars/clubs and live bands, even more street food, dancers – and the occasional dancer – in front of the bars. The different styles of music, some of which don’t match at all, coupled with the volume and the crowds, create a positive chaos that you simply have to love!!!

After a beer on the roof terrace, our energy is used up and we go to our pretty room with a khoi pool on the balcony Smile and get a good night’s sleep…

The next day is filled with a bit of sightseeing, Vietnamese coffee and some planning for the rest of the trip. We stroll along the Saigon River, observe the preparations for the Vietnamese New Year festival “Tet”, which takes place in two weeks’ time, and visit the “Notre Dame de Saigon”, an old post office, the Vietnam War Museum and a temple. The museum in particular leaves a lasting impression with all the war damage, war crimes and their consequences.

After another night and street party, the next morning we take the train to Mui Ne, the sand dunes on the south coast of Vietnam…