31st December. Cat Ba
Breakfast was at 7, followed by kayaking from the boat. We pottered around a bit first, paddling to sections where there were holes in the rocks you could paddle through. There wad an alcove to visit but it only opened once the tide went strewn a little. When we went back there and bought our ticket from the kayak, ask the Chinese tourists had arrived. What a noise! They climbed about 20 to a boat, maybe 10 boats, with loudspeakers shouting instructions in Chinese, changing and singing, shouting and waving. Everyone seemed terribly excited. I suppose I want showing the right spirit by scowling at everyone for ruining the leave and tranquility, but I got even more grumpy when they started throwing candies, wrapped cookies and who knows what at the monkeys to eat. Poor creatures had no chance of a healthy life. The monkeys were in an enclosed area, cliffs on all sides that you could only enter from a gap in the rocks. Very pretty if you could block our the noise.
We returned to our boat, showered and headed back to port, arriving just after 11.30.
The ferry to cat ba left st 11.30 and the next was only at 3! We sat at a coffee shop. The French couple, who are living in China, were with us. They went to check and found there wad a speed boat we could take and as there were for of us it would but not be add expensive. It was just over a million dong which was about R700. Although it was now already 1 o clock it still seemed worth it. The trip was fast but fun.
Waiting at the other end was a single taxi...did they alert him to our arrival? We negotiated a price and we drove through the village of Cat ba and soon pay it he dropped us off at a jetty.
We got a boat for 300,000 dong which took us to our like resort on its own beach
It felt good to arrive somewhere we could relax for a while.
I did smile at one of the instructions...The Chinese must come here...
Roy brought some good champagne from Cape Town and during dinner the resort was playing Wham...which was a little sad considering George Michael had just died.
Later the resort brought our sine very and biscuits as a gift and made a bonfire. Was lovely. We chatted to two South African girls. We realised later there were 8 South Africans here for New Years...strange.
We didn't quite make midnight, but had a lovely evening regardless.
Breakfast was at 7, followed by kayaking from the boat. We pottered around a bit first, paddling to sections where there were holes in the rocks you could paddle through. There wad an alcove to visit but it only opened once the tide went strewn a little. When we went back there and bought our ticket from the kayak, ask the Chinese tourists had arrived. What a noise! They climbed about 20 to a boat, maybe 10 boats, with loudspeakers shouting instructions in Chinese, changing and singing, shouting and waving. Everyone seemed terribly excited. I suppose I want showing the right spirit by scowling at everyone for ruining the leave and tranquility, but I got even more grumpy when they started throwing candies, wrapped cookies and who knows what at the monkeys to eat. Poor creatures had no chance of a healthy life. The monkeys were in an enclosed area, cliffs on all sides that you could only enter from a gap in the rocks. Very pretty if you could block our the noise.
We returned to our boat, showered and headed back to port, arriving just after 11.30.
All the boats looking at rocks that look like chickens
The ferry to cat ba left st 11.30 and the next was only at 3! We sat at a coffee shop. The French couple, who are living in China, were with us. They went to check and found there wad a speed boat we could take and as there were for of us it would but not be add expensive. It was just over a million dong which was about R700. Although it was now already 1 o clock it still seemed worth it. The trip was fast but fun.
Waiting at the other end was a single taxi...did they alert him to our arrival? We negotiated a price and we drove through the village of Cat ba and soon pay it he dropped us off at a jetty.
We got a boat for 300,000 dong which took us to our like resort on its own beach
Leaving the village
The floating villages on the way
Our resort
It felt good to arrive somewhere we could relax for a while.
I did smile at one of the instructions...The Chinese must come here...
Don't spit indiscriminately
Roy brought some good champagne from Cape Town and during dinner the resort was playing Wham...which was a little sad considering George Michael had just died.
Later the resort brought our sine very and biscuits as a gift and made a bonfire. Was lovely. We chatted to two South African girls. We realised later there were 8 South Africans here for New Years...strange.
We didn't quite make midnight, but had a lovely evening regardless.
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