We just about survived a short but painful plane journey from Ho Chi Minh City to Hué. The people on the flight were really loud and about 10 babies screamed the whole journey time. One spewed near Chris and another one kept knocking against her chair. Everyone nearly had a fit when we were 'queuing' to exit, impatiently hitting us in the back to make us hurry up. This seems to be a feature in Vietnam, people crowd around you for tickets or anywhere else where you might find a queue back home.
Hué has an incredible Imperial City and royal tombs because the royal family moved here from Hanoi at the beginning of the 1800s. A lot of the old sites were sadly destroyed in the French and American Wars. The Hué arts festival, held every 2 years, coincidently was on when we were there so there was a carnival atmosphere. Parties took place inside the walled citadel all night.
Hué was a welcome relief from the noise and pollution of Ho Chi Minh City. For one it is much smaller and the pace of life is much slower and the Perfume River is pristine and does not smell. We ended the day on cyclos driven by two naughty cyclo drivers. Mind you, Dave drove his most of the way back to the hotel. We were only slightly ripped off. They tried to ask for $8 each. Never gonna happen!
Photos here!
Hué was a welcome relief from the noise and pollution of Ho Chi Minh City. For one it is much smaller and the pace of life is much slower and the Perfume River is pristine and does not smell. We ended the day on cyclos driven by two naughty cyclo drivers. Mind you, Dave drove his most of the way back to the hotel. We were only slightly ripped off. They tried to ask for $8 each. Never gonna happen!
Photos here!
2 comments:
Was it Dave who charged the driver £8 or the other way roumd
Really great photos. Looks a fascinating place. Loved the straw baseball caps, the old red phone box (well, that's what it looked like), and the dragonflies.
If all else fails there always the rickshaw driving to fall back on!
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