
So it's been a few days since I've been able to update once again. We actually just got into Phnom Penh, Cambodia about an hour ago by a long bus ride and I am already missing Vietnam...
Our last night in Hoi An, Ali and I decided to live it up and go out dancing by the Cua Dai Beach, which is about 4 km away from the Old Town. We got to the Hoi An Beach Club (my guide book called it the Seamile Beach Club but I think it's all the same) around 11 pm and it was pretty much dead. The drinks were weak and overpriced and the most exciting thing I saw was a couple of crabs in the sand. We ran into some college bound Brits who wanted to leave as well but then we were told that this place comes alive around midnight so we waited instead. Sure enough, a shuttle came in around 12:30 AM and more people strolled into the bar. The music was decent and we met even more kids from England (where were all the Americans?) who had been traveling for weeks going the same route as Ali and me, except in the reverse direction. We had some friendly discussions about American and British music (I excitedly told them about how I listen to Lily Allen and Goldfrapp all the time), who had an accent (they do!), and why we should all visit each other's hometowns. Some kids jumped in a nearby pool but we danced until around 4 AM. Fun night overall.
We picked up our tailored pieces the next morning and were happy with what was made for us. I was so excited about my new sun dress, I wore it right out of the shop! It's a white fitted sleeveless top with a light yellow eyelet skirt, with white lining underneath, if you cared to know. Had one last lunch in Hoi An, where I finished off my list of Hoi An specialties with a plate of banh khoai, a crispy yellow pancake with shrimp and bean sprouts and basil, wrapped in rice paper and dipped in peanut sauce. It was sad to leave Hoi An especially since we didn't have time to hit the beach during the daytime but a trip to Vietnam wouldn't be complete without going to its capital city, Ho Chi Minh City, aka Saigon.
Our flight to Saigon was delayed by a few hours so we arrived later that night. Unlike Hanoi, it is much more westernized and urban with all its street lights and much wider roads. Since we lost time from our flight, we had only 1 full day in Saigon so we used it to visit the Reunification Palace and the War Remnants Museum. First, we went to the Reunification Palace first, where we saw a replica of the tank that stormed the grounds to symbolize the fall of Saigon during the Vietnam War. The inside has supposedly been untouched throughout all these years, since its use up until the 1970s so the furniture and walls definitely reflect a time capsule of this period. Many of the conference rooms were notable but the basement had the most interesting display of old American radio equipment, maps for strategic planning, and several other communication devices, it was so crazy.
I am really not handling the heat over here very well so we refreshed ourselves at a cafe during all the sights' closing lunch hours then headed to the War Remnants Museum. It starts out with an outdoor display of some of the American war vehicles, such as a howitzer and a helicopter then inside are rooms of photo galleries depicting the horrors of the war and what had happened to the Vietnamese people, including the following generation affected by Agent Orange mutations. These photos hit us really hard and I think we looked at the photos more thoroughly than the average viewer so we could let it sink in. I know that I went from sadness to anger to sadness again then just numb by the end. I don't really think that I would do myself justice to post my feelings online but I would really like to discuss them in person with anyone if they'd like. I would definitely have to say that any American visiting Saigon should make it a priority to visit this museum. Ali and I had some heavy discussion about what we saw over a bowl of pho at Pho 2000 (photos of Bill Clinton eating there all over the walls haha) then we walked through the market. We decided to check out the nightlife in our last night in Vietnam so we went to GO2 bar after dinner. There weren't many people there but we talked to a few Vietnamese workers who were eager to practice their English with us, they were good! You can't ignore the neon sign on this place, but we went across the street to Crazy Buffalo, where we danced among what appeared to be groups of high school aged foreigners. Oh well.
I should point out that I have been getting a lot of questions about where I'm from, from locals and fellow travelers. I always respond with that I'm American, but I've learned that answer doesn't suffice except for other American travelers, which we have met very few of on this trip. Even though I was born and raised in the U.S., my follow up question is, where am I REALLY from? I think they want to know what Asian race I belong to, because sometimes they guess that I am Vietnamese or Korean so then I elaborate my answer by saying that I'm Chinese American. This is just we noticed on this trip, I'm sure I'll be getting a lot more of it the rest of this trip. After all Ali's students in Thailand thought I was Thai....
Anyway we are looking forward to the last leg of our trip in Cambodia, sorry still no photos I think they will most likely be up when Haj gets to Thailand and I use his laptop, none of the computers at these internet cafes can read my USB cord :(