
The final leg of our
It reminded me of when I taught English in China and every day the intercom blared exercise routines at 11am where the students had to stop whatever they were doing and participate- after all big brother was watching. I say this literarily as in the Chinese classrooms they may not have had heating but every classroom had a camera and a multi media room where someone was recording the action and manning the cameras. This wasn’t the only comparison I found between
Sapa
Our trip to Sapa was one of the best parts of
We were taken to a hotel for breakfast, showers and a change after which the hiking commenced. There was an army of traditionally dressed women waiting for us (us including a French couple and three Dutch guys) outside.
Only one, Mimi, was our guide the rest came along hoping that we would buy some of their hand woven goods or lean on them at a slippery slope hopefully in exchange for payment. One lady had a one month old baby strapped to her back as she rushed to help me tackle an awkward passage!
Our hike brought us through terraced rice paddies, streams, waterfalls and some of the most stunning scenery you’ll ever hope to see. It felt great to be back in the mountains as Malachy kept reminding me at every amazing turn in the road.
All food was included in the two day tramp and it was delicious. We met two lovely Argentinean girls staying at the same home-stay; they, along with Mimi’s free flowing ‘Happy Water’, aided to the fun of the night with their drinking card game ‘Chancho’. After a few bottles of Mimi’s brew there was no want for participants when it came to the traditional ‘Bamboo Dancing’!
Even after the huge feed of pancakes and fruit the following morning we were all very slow making it back to the hotel. Our bus was delayed in returning us to the train station consequently we were bumped up to a soft air-conditioned four berth compartment- what a great end to the trip! For $62 each another ultimate bargain!
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