Thursday 29 April 2010

Crazy Vietnam

This place deserves a blog post of its own.

Vietnam is truely mental.

It's perturbing just how adaptable we are, how quickly we get used to some kind of craziness being the norm. Being submerged in Hanoi I barely notice it anymore, but stepping back from it...

If any of you have been here before you will of course realise that I'm talking about the traffic.

Crossing the roads here can be like taking your life in your own hands. Don't get me wrong...zebra crossings, traffic lights, red and green men are rife...all over the place. But do the Vietnamese take any notice of them?

What green man?

The first day I ventured out I did the chicken thing and avoided all main roads, which basically ended up with me only being able to walk around the block :D

Driving Rules in Vietnam:

1) Tear up the rule book

2) Size of vehicle (penis) denotes right of way. Pedestrians = prey, motorcycles give way to cars, cars give way to coaches and lorries...or someone will get squished.

3) Horns can be used for anything, batteries are totally replaceable

4) Traffic lights are more 'guidlelines' ( Cap'n Barbossa accent) than anything

5) When approaching pedestrians at speed, liberal use of the horn is encouraged....especially if you're creeping up behind and they don't know you're there....and ESPECIALLY if they're Western.

6) Pavements are to be used as a handy thoroughfare when traffic is heavier than you'd like

7) Creeping up behind Westerners on the pavement and excessive use of horn is to be encouraged.

The list goes on.

As for pedestrians, you just have to do what you can...dodge motorcycles mounting the pavements and cross at the green man, regardless.

When the green man comes on, motorcycles in particular will just keep going, but the Vietnamese (despite their dislike of the green cross code) are pretty good drivers. The green man comes on and you walk into oncoming traffic, confidently and at a steady pace, things will drive around you. The only time I wouldn't prescribe this particular course of action is when there's a lorry or coach looking like it ain't slowing down, we want to conquer Hanoi traffic...not become road kill.

I've found myself walking across huge intersections with motos and taxis whizzing around me in all directions and I'm no longer perturbed...go me!

Now I just need to take on Saigon, which I've heard is worse......*breathe*

Ahhhh....Halong.....

It's what you've all been waiting for people! Fans of Top Gear will probably recognise this place straight away.

I spent 2 days and a night at Halong Bay Vietnam, sleeping overnight on a junkboat anchored in the bay.....beautiful. I went for a slightly more expensive trip and so there were only 10 people on our junk (4 of which were an older crowd who only spoke French) and the food was AMAZING.

The first day was bad weather really, but it only added a sense of mystique to the surrounding limestone cliffs and islands. The junkboats are beautiful to watch.

The Vietnamese refer to Halong Bay as Dragon Bay, in the east dragons are throught to live in the water, rather than the sky as in the west. Legend has it that when the Vietnamese were fighing Chinese invaders, the heavens sent down a family of dragons to help them in the war. Of course the dragons suceeded, but instead of returning to the sky, they decided to settle on earth in the water near Vietnam, thereby creating Halong Bay.


These ladies spent all day in small boats rowing around selling beer/coke/pringles to people on junks




These two islands are the symbol that many people use for Halong Bay








The Surprise cave. It was discovered by the French during the colonial period. From the outside it didn't look very big, so it was a surprise to discover just how large it was on the inside...hence the name.










Now...the food.....

Lunch and dinner on the first day in particular were lovely. There were numerous dishes and they just kept arriving with more and more food, almost like tapas.















Lunch on the last day was fish and chips...Vietnam style. That at the bottom there is deep fried squiddly diddly.

I met some very cool people on the boat, not least Davel (from Norbury) and John who are working in Indonesia post-tsunami (yes..that's still going on), and invited me to stay with them in Aceh, Sumatra if I make it that far. Sumatra wasn't on my list, but it might be now, time and money permitting. I haven't forgotten the recipes Davel, I'll get them to you :D

Beautiful trip, lovely people...gorgeous food.

What more could one want?

To be dropped off in the right place on the way back? Thereby avoiding a 3 hour wander whilst the sun goes down? That would have been nice too, but we can't have it all now can we? :D

xx

p.s many thanks to Violet Dear of Madness and Beauty for the tour company recommendation (via blog :D)

Wednesday 28 April 2010

Radio Silence...

My apologies for the radio silence ladies and gents. I have a lovely blog or two to do for you, but I need to get the pics up! Card reader is in order for today, if it kills me.

I'm hoping to get some pics up for you later today, after lunch at a lovely spring roll restaurant that I found in Lonely Planet....oh yah :o)

Hugs xx

Sunday 25 April 2010

I'm sitting....

....in the hostel reception waiting for my transfer to the big junkboatie. I'm looking forward to todays trip. I shall take lots of wonderful pictures for you :o)

You probably won't hear from me for a day or so now, don't worry, I shall be back before you know it, hopefully with lovely pics...but judging by the weather...well, fingers crossed :D.

Speaky soon, B xx

By the way...Facebook

Is a bit hit and miss in this country. The government try to ban all but a very basic version of it. We seemed to have it here yesterday and this morning, but now it's died again!

I went out for monies earlier...didn't die in the crazy Vietnamese traffic, well done me. I don't think I've tried to cross a really big road just yet though. On the roads here the horn is king.

'Beep' - I'm going to overtake you

'Beep' - I'm pulling in here

'Beep' - Get the hell out of my way

'Beep' - I'm scratching my arse

Hang from WideEyedTours is meeting me here at 4pm (on her day off) to collect my monies for a Ha Long Bay tour I'm embarking on tomorrow, I'm very much looking forward to seafood dinner and swimming and double bed to myself on a luxury junk for a night.

I've gone all flashpacker on your arses :o)

Saturday 24 April 2010

Good Morning Vietnam

Good morning Hanoi.

Landed safely in the tiny Lao airlines plane which was a relief!

Getting to the backpackers was shock-on after the dead peace of SpicyLaos. Music playing and loads fo people tooing and froing. It was check in time though and lots of people were milling around which added to the effect.

I went and hid in my room for a few minutes before heading up to the pool room for a relaxing beer. There was a party going on, the favourite drinking game being 'beer pong'. People arrange 6 or so glasses (more for doubles and triples) about a quarter full of beer. Then the opposing teams have to try and throw a ping pong ball into each others glasses. If a ball lands in a glass, the glass must be downed.

I watched this all from my perch in the corner, taking notes for the future when I'd be a bit more up for it.

My dorm was full but everyone checked out this morning, so I'll see whether I have any neighbours later when the check in rush starts! For now, I'll have some good food here at the hosetl where it's s afe, and then I'll venture out and get you some pictyures of ootiful Hanoi :o)

I'm feeling much better by the way, Pongs chicken noodle soop must have been magic!

Friday 23 April 2010

And it hits........

Oh gawd....I knew I'd be struck down by the dreaded travellers trots sooner or later...

Too much info?

Sorry....

The last couple of days have been poo (pun intended :oD). I feel like I didn't sleep a wink last night, knackered.

My mate Sara whom I've been hanging with in LP for the last weekish left early this morning, so I roused myself at about half 6 to see her off. I wasn't changing out of my PJ's cos I knew I'd be going back to bed. So I grabbed a blanket and sat on the balcony.

I must have made a pitiful sight because...as I lay there mewling quietly to myself...Pong, the guy who runs the guesthouse appeared in my line of vision holding a bag of something.

'You ever have noodle soup?'

'Yeah'

'This for you, I buy two, one for you, one for me'

He then presented me with a bowl and spoon and my bag of noodle soup. My first reaction was a mix of 'Ahhhh' and 'Argh!' Will I be able to eat this? There was a lot of it too. I tentatively tucked in, and when my stomach didn't revolt I almost finished the lot off.

Blessim!! I'm feeling better today but not totally 100%, I reckon I'll sleep like the dead tonight and should feel much better tomorrow.

I feel really sad at leaving, these people are so lovely...mewl...

But Hanoi and Halong Bay beckon :)

Thursday 22 April 2010

Wonderful Waterfalls

Everyone has been waxing lyrical about the Khangsi waterfalls since I got here. It takes about an hour to get there by tuk tuk and our guesthouse does trips every day if enough people want to. A few days ago I finally put my name up on the board for a day trip

I wasn't disappointed. The water was cool and turquoise and the waterfalls were nothing short of spectacular. There is also a bear sanctuary next door, it was lovely to see them all hanging around......enough from me, the pictures can explain it all.


Monday 19 April 2010

A Taste of Squirrel....I mean Laos. A Taste of Laos


Warning....vegetarians or those of weak digestive constitution may not like some of these photos.

A couple of days ago I enrolled in a Lao cooking course. There are a number of them around town, but I'd heard from a friend that a restaurant called Tamarind was absolutely lovely and that it also did cooking courses. So I headed down for lunch and booked myself on.

She was right about the food, they do like a Lao tapas plate called '5 bites' which give you 5 different Lao dishes and sticky rice to eat it with. It was nommy.


So the next day I rocked up to the cafe again at 9am. Six of us were there and we met our chef for the day, hopped in a tuk tuk and headed to the local food market. Our chef was very funny, unfortunately I can't remember his name, but he had the best deadpan sense of humour. First he took us round the fruit and veg section, showing us various Lao speciality vegges and herbs, explaining what everything was and how it was used.

Then we stopped for a second and he said 'now we're going to the butchers. If anyone doesn't want to look at or smell the meat you can meet us at the end'. Then we walked into a health and safety nightmare.

The meat and fish is all out on show and the stall owners keep the flies away with a plastic bag tied to the end of a stick. At the end of the day it doesn't do you any harm if flies land on the food as long as it's not rancid and it's cooked properly afterwards, but you can't help but be a little bit sick in your mouth at the sight of some of the things around. Here's a typical meat stall.


At the front you see skulls, I think they may be pigs. That red jelly stuff is congealed blood. The sponge thing at the back is buffalo stomach, and in those bags is buffalo bile and all kinds of other grossness.

We walked past a stall with lots of pig trotters, and he pointed at something and said 'this just for Halloween'. I followed his pointing finger and came face to face with a pig face....just the face...the face of a skinned pig. What people do with that I have no idea and I have no desire to find out! We stopped at a stall on the way out selling some strange dried meat. It was only when I looked closer that I realised it was dried squirrel....like whole squirrel jerky. This...he announced....was something we'd be cooking with later.



Oh joyous!!

After the market we headed to the place where we'd be cooking, it took a while to get there and we were wondering where the hell we were going to. When we got there I thought I'd fallen into paradise. The place was utterly beautiful and I think I'd have paid the money for the course just to go and spend a day there.



Once we'd gotten over our surroundings we were introduced to the first item we would be cooking, a spicy dip for sticky rice. I chose the Lao tomato salsa and we were set to work. I charred the chilli, tomatoes, shallots and garlic over the fire and then pounded them with a pestle and mortar with a pinch (a Lao pinch....almost half a teaspoon) of salt and some chicken stock powder. Stir in some spring onion, coriander and lime juice....voila!


Ok....so it doesn't look that impressive..it tasted good though...a bit too much lime, but what the hey??

The Lao people eat sticky rice using the following method. You take a smallish amount and squish it in your hand into a bite sized lump, then you scoop morsels of food up with it, or hold food onto it with your thumb. It's very bad Lao manners to leave rice grains in the food (eating is usually communal amongst families etc) and so it can take a bit of practice, but the sticky rice is really quite sticky, so you're usually ok.

This was our snack, so we munched our dips whilst he introduced the first proper dish we'd be cooking, Mok Pa...fish steamed in banana leaves, typical Lao fare.

To make the marinade for the fish we pounded shallots, garlic, chilli, lime leaves and salt. Once this was suitably squished we added spring onions, dill and basil then continued pounding. Add water and fish sauce for moisture and flavour, then we stirred the pieces of fish in.


We then parcelled up the fish in the banana leaves, softening the leaves first over the fire, poured in residual marinade and secured the parcel with bamboo. To distinguish ours from the rest we used a little veggie or something, so I stuck a green chilli on mine. We put them in to steam and began straight away on the next dish...my FAVOURITE!


Ua Si Khai: Stuffed Lemongrass

I was confused at first....how the hell do you stuff lemongrass? Have you ever SEEN lemongrass? But I trusted the chef and I persevered.

We mashed garlic, spring onions, coriander, lime leaves and salt,then we combined it with minced chicken and mashed a bit longer. Setting that aside, we attacked out lemongrass stalks. Roughly an inch from the bottom (the woody bit) you start making incisions with a sharp knife, straight up the stem for about 4 inches. Make lots of these incisions and due to the structure of the lemongrass (and a big dose of luck) you end up with a basket type arrangement when you compress it.


We stuck the meat/herb mixture into the lemongrass basket and smoothed down with our hands and then let it marinade for a few minutes. After that it's fried in soybean oil.


Friggin delicious!!

Next up was Orlarm, or Luang Prabang stew. We split into pairs and did one between 2 for this, one squirrel stew, one buffalo stew and one pork stew, my team got pork. There are lots of ingredients in this one so I won't go one forever, if anyone wants any of these recipes I'll be bringing them home with me :). Essentially we made our stews with aubergine and various weird and wonderful ingredients (most of which they've suggested alternatives for), and we then sat down to eat our creations.


The lemongrass was by far my favourite, the fish was lovely and the stews were ok. The buffalo was a bit tough,and because the squirrel was dried whole you were picking bones out of your mouth constantly!

For desert we made purple rice with coconut sauce, NOM NOM NOM!


What a fabulous day, but bloody knackering, we barely stopped. I really deserved that beerlao at lunchtime :D

(Enough food pics for you Wiluf?? :D)