viernes, 7 de diciembre de 2007

Goodbye Cambodia, hello Vietnam


I spent the last 2 days of my Camdodian holiday in the small town of Kep, actually just wanting to cross the border as my visa only started from the 7th December. Kep is nice but there is nothing much to do, so I walked and walked and walked, and I saw many many rice paddies, and farmers, and palm trees, and cows, chicken, a few snakes, lots, thousands of dragon flies and of course, the famous crabs of Kep (those ones I saw them on my plate, yum!). If you watch the sunset in Kep you can see Phu Quok Island in the horizon, there is where I am heading. That island is just in front of Cambodia but it belongs to Vietnam. So this morning I had to take a dirty dusty and very bumpy road to the border, about 1 and a half hours, then change bikes at the border, cross the border (very easily) and then continue to Ha Tien, where I was dropped by the motodriver (it is a very long story but I was literally dropped off and walking on the road with my backpack until a bus stopped by and I was able to continue my trip seated). Anyway, now I am in Rach Gia, the only place on earth where nobody speaks any English, or French, I can't blame them though, but it makes things so much more difficult, like can I have a room? how much? can I see the room first? this my friends, believe me or not, was fucking impossible in some hotels! and nobody complained before about my sign language skills!! So far Vietnamese people have been ok, not so smiley like the Cambodians (and nobody greeting me on the streets, damm now that I got used to it...) but a couple of times they have been very helpful not even speaking English, one guy took me with his motorbike to the bank, and it was a long way away and he didn't want any money and another man in the bus kept on talking to me all the way, explaining to me things about Hanoi,etc. in Vietnamese! Everytime an old man talks to me it reminds me of my grandfather, it didn't matter you couldn't understand English, he would keep on talking to you, perhaps a bit louder..
Well, I will be here until tomorrow morning so finally I will be able to go to Phu Quok Island.
Ah, forgot to say that so far the roads in Vietnam are SO MUCH BETTER than in Cambodia...
Ah, also I forgot to say that I LOVE MY MUM a lot and miss you a lot!!

2 comentarios:

Anónimo dijo...

Hola Claudia, yo también te echo de menos. Ahora que estás en Vietnam y que la entrada en ese país parece por lo que puedo entender, no ha sido con el pié derecho, pues me gustaría acompañarte por esas tierras. Ten paciencia. En Vietnam por lo que tengo entendido, sienten todavía antipatía por todo lo francófono y aunque seguramente, mucha gente entienda lo que hablas no te contestarán, son así. Los orientales son herméticos, soncarácteres difíciles de netender para nosotros y solo en los lugares turísticos donde pueden sacar ganancias de los viajeros, encontrarás gente que te hable en inglés, pero recuerda, en francés ni lo intentes. Lo dijo el Sr. Monturiol en una conferencia. Ah! y otra cosa muy importante! Ni se te ocurra ir sola campo a través o por senderos poco transitados pues todavía están los campos plagados de minas. Bueno, supongo que no te digo nada nuevo, per tenía que decírtelo de todas maneras. ¿Cómo fué el atropello de la motocicleta?
Hasta pronto, recibe muchos besos de tu madre. ¡CUIDADINN!

te ocurra

Anónimo dijo...

Chaíto, mi niña, que me voy pa les Asturies de Uvieu a ver a mi mamassita y mi papassito.

Un bessote para vos, mi linda. Cuídese muxo. Alegüita nos vemos.
Chau.
dcft