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Ngò gai, ngò gai.’ Sounds incomprehensible to my ears floated around me, but that they were directed at me never entered my consciousness. ‘Ngò gai! ngò gai!’ [ more... ]
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I let fall a drop of fish sauce into my cup of black coffee, a culinary trick not widely known outside of Phú Quốc island, the home of the most special fish sauce of Vietnam. [ more... ]
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Within a kilometre of the market, the landscape changed most abruptly from bustling town to largely deserted beaches along a narrow, red-dirt road. [ more... ]
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The Grand was a popular name for a hotel during European colonialisation of much of the world. I remember being shown pictures from our family album of a stay when I was just a baby at the Grand Hotel, Singapore. [ more... ]
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The black and white pages of my guidebook just did not seem to capture the magical combination of blue water and rolling green hills visible from my window seat as the airplane lowered its flight path across Phu Quoc’s wave-splashed coastline. [ more... ]
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My knees felt closer to my chin than ever before. The driver was constantly on the wrong side of the road. He persistently honked his hooter, and locals continually turned and looked at us as though we were a species from another planet. In our attempt to get off the tourist trail, we might have got more than we had bargained for. [ more... ]
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For Saigoners (I am sorry HCMCers just does not seem the right word), with the only exception of Can Gio, which has far fewer attractions, Vung Tau is the nearest seaside resort. [ more... ]
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Mui Ne, that tropical, beach-resort village that has mostly sprung up in the last ten years or so east of Ho Chi Minh City, is a five-layered affair. Proudly lofting it above all else are the sand dunes. [ more... ]
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Hổ Quyền (hổ, here, means tiger and quyền boxing) arena, four kilometres southwest of Hue, was for elephant and tiger fights to entertain Emperor and staff. [ more... ]
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When talking of food there is definitely a French connection in Vietnam. Witness the baguettes for sale on street corners at breakfast time. It may not be in the DNA, as the modern idiom goes, but it is certainly in the language. [ more... ]
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