Beautiful Sapa

I am still in Sapa. It's still foggy and cold but I am finding it hard to leave! I have met here the most amazing people of Vietnam, the h'mong tribe people. They are beautiful, they wear the nicest clothes, have the prettiest faces and they are so lovely and kind. Every day they come to Sapa to sell their goods to the tourists, because the rest of the year they stay in their villages and they work in the rice fields. They are very skilled and they sell any kind of handycraft, like blankets, pillow cases, handbags... Their hands are blackened by the dye they use. The black h'mong tribe dress in black and in their clothes there is some cross stitch work, then there is the flower h'mong who wear more colourful dresses with flower patterns, I have also seen the zao women, who come from near China and wear big red hats and have their eye browns shaven. The Vietnamese don't like so much the tribal people and the villagers don't like them much either. The funniest thing is that the villagers speak better English than Vietnamese and I think the Vietnamese are quite jealous! To visit some of the villages you must pay 10.000 dong ticket entrance and the villagers don't see any of that money, the Vietnamese keep it. Also most of the stores, shops and hotels belong to the Vietnamese so if anyone is interested in buying any souvenir is better to buy it from the locals. Yesterday I spent all day walking around with So, Khu and Sa, two lovely ladies and a 6 year-old girl, they took me to have lunch with them and in the evening they took me to the 'love market' where villagers go to meet their partner. Unfortunately it was too cold so not many people were there, only Vietnamese people. I saw some very exotic traditional dancing and music playing, it was a great experience. The only thing that made me very sad was the story of So, the little 6 year old girl. She is sooo clever, a very smart little monkey, like she says. She has an answer for everything and she can speak better English than me. She is such an amazing little person and so cute. Well, aparently she is addicted to opium and so are her parents, and they live in the mountains not in the village. She was a bit dirty and looked cold and hungry but she didn't complain at all. I just can't believe her parents would do such a thing, it's so terrible. I invited her for dinner and for the first time she behaved like a little girl, dancing around and singing and drawing little chiken in my book, but sometimes she said to me she wanted to die because her parents didn't love her and her father hit her. It was broken heartening to listen to her, so tiny and saying such things. She has a younger 3 year old brother and we found him later alone in the street and she carried him, he was also so dirty and today someone told me that he smokes opium again. It is really disgusting, I can't believe nobody can do anything to help these kids and their parents are so irresponsible!

Espero q pogueu entendre el q he escrit, aquest ordinador no va molt be! Ho sento que no hi hagin gaires fotos pero es que es molt dificil trobar ordinadors on l'usb funcioni, caram, que estic al nord del vietnam! no es facil eh! jejeje
dema marxo cap a dien bien phu, aviam si tinc sort i trobo un bus que em porti a la frontera de Laos. Em penso que alla sera mes dificil trobar internet, aixi que si no escric aviat no us preocupeu.
FELIC ANY NOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I MOLTS PETONETS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!