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| SAPA - Sweaty and Practical Attitude Although booked on a tour, we came off well with a guide: Neiok, to ourselves as we hopped and skipped over rice paddies, buffalo's and small children. Think Sound of Music, Vietnam style! |
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All
four of us sharing this rather small cabin were sure we were going
to be deprived of a good nights sleep, that wasn't the case, we
slept like babies |
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| Climbing
over the rice paddies, through the bamboo field, across a waterfall,
sliding down the clay bank. The trek had it all and we were pleasantly
surprised. My only disappointment was with the walking sandals that
I purchased in Hanoi that broke within an hour. |
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| Reminds
me of the 'Green pastures' hymn, I used to sing when I was a young
choir boy. |
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In
Sapa they truly know how to treat their animals, from giving them
cooked meals to providing water spas and a relaxing back massage. |
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Corn
kernals laid out to dry in the sun, the piglets hassling their mother.
Neiok and I enjoying the fact that the trek was over. |
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Left: The trek over, photographic evidence of the flip flops that I borrowed which were 3 sizes too small for my Yeti feet. Right: There was a landslide, as you can see the people were up in arms over the delay. If you blast rocks with dynamite while people are driving past, you better believe there are going to be delays. |
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| The view of the valley and the rolling mountains was a highlight of the stay. |
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INMATE
of a mountain-dwelling, (Wayne you'll be the inmate in a mental home, if you write B.S. like that! MB) |