We joined our tour group for the 3 hour drive to Ha Long Marina at 8:00am on Saturday. Our group was represented by youngsters like ourselves from France, Switzerland, Australia and San Francisco. It seemed like a lively group and we were looking forward to the company as we sailed. We arrived at the marina and waited only a few minutes before we, Chris, Hadley and I, were ushered to the Lagoon Explorer. We walked the gangplank and unloaded our bags on the deck. When we turned around to address the rest of our group we discovered that we were alone. Looking back we saw the rest of our group getting on a different boat. Once we settled in and the crew "tour guide" introduced himself we were able to ask some questions. First, of course, was about the rest of the group. Hoai (tour guide) said that we were the only ones on this boat for this trip. We were a little disappointed at first but once we saw that our crew consisted of 5 Vietnamese men at our beck and call we decided we deserved the royal treatment and graciously accepted it.
We shoved off and were told it was lunch time. We sat at our lovely table, white linens, and enjoyed an 8 course meal consisting entirely of seafood. Those of you who know me well know that I don't "do" seafood. I was hungry and knew it was seafood for 24 hours or ration the 2 Kashi bars in my suitcase (thanks MIL). Chris was a little more easy going about the menu but as he said "I do not love seafood, but I do not dislike it either". As each course was served, squid, prawns, shrimp, white fish etc we joked about how there must be a net off the back of the boat and whatever they catch is served up to us. We both decided we should attempt to enjoy the 4 meals aboard the Lagoon Explorer as those seafood lovers we know back home would have been in heaven. Chris wanted the first picture of this post to be the "praying mantis" we were served as course 3 of 8 for the first meal aboard. So, here you go...
A 420 step hike to the top of this peak has been our only exercise while on this trip. It was a steep climb and many comments along the way about carrying a baby to the top. Since I don't speak French, Japanese or Chinese I'm not sure if they were being complimentary of my physical shape or critical of risking the baby on such a treacherous climb. I chose the former.
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