Blogs from Kien Giang, Mekong River Delta, Vietnam, Asia - page 15

Ja, so als Traveller ist man ja schon im Stress, daher braucht man auch mal Urlaub vom Urlaub - in meinem Fall 3 Tage auf der Insel Phu Quoc ganz im Sueden Vietnams, gleich an der Grenze zu Kambodscha. Wenn die Militaers einen lassen wuerden koennte man rueber spucken. Zuerst muss man bei der Ankunft allerdings den Horden von Schleppern entkommen, die einen sofort ueberfallen und in "ihrem" Resort abliefern wollen. Ok, Phu Quoc ist nicht die typische thailaendische Trauminsel, ist aber auch ganz huebsch und hat sowohl einige huebsche Straende als auch ein schoenes, huegeliges Hinterland. Und es ist erst am Anfang der touristischen Erschliessung, so dass man ausserhalb der zwei Hauptorte noch recht neugierig und erstaunt angeschaut wird. Wer mich kennt weiss natuerlich dass ich keine drei Tage am Strand aushalten wuerde - also ... read more

Our last few days have been very busy. In Saigon we decided to visit the zoo and ended feeling like we were the main attraction. Never have felt so unwelcome before, usually everyone over here is so friendly but I guess when it comes to their animals westerners aren’t meant to be there. We were also quite shocked by the way they treated their animals, by the alligator cage they had a basket of rocks so I’m thinking your meant to throw one in to make them move but ooo no these people were taking handfuls and throwing them as hard as they could and right into there faces. The poor things. As well with the lions they were poking them in the face with a stick and throwing things at him. We decided to leave ... read more

My exit from Phu Quoc Island was an adventure all by itself. My boat to the mainland was suppose to leave at 1:20 PM and I was to catch a motorbike ride of approximately 30 kms at 12:15 in order to have a nice liesurely ride along the dusty road with safety being uppermost in mind. Well, I made the mistake of taking in a two hour massage at 10 AM thinking that would leave me 15 minutes to get my stuff together. Guess what happened !!!!! I fell asleep and next thing i knew the motorbike driver was tapping me on the shoulder saying lets go, we are late, maybe we no catch boat in time. Well, talk about moving from serenity and perfect peace to panic stations in the matter of 5 seconds. We ... read more

After a while in the city with lots of traffic and the humidity, and the noise ...it was time for me truly to have a vacation from a vacation, a rest and relaxation, and a quietness. So, again, without much discussing with friends, or advanced planning , I headed out to the Tan son Nhat airport, and asked for a roundtrip ticket to Phu Quoc Island myself. Arrived in Duong Dong airport at noon. While other passengers were waiting for their luggage, I looked around for a desk to book my accommodation. No one was at the desk. I was approached by a guy asking me if I were looking for a hotel. Yes, I told him. and He started the sale pitch. He wanted me to stay in his "assigned" resort so to get ... read more

Kommer tilbake til den dramatiske overskriften noe senere i bloggen... Magesituasjon For aa ta opp traaden fra forrige blogg... Magen min ble ikke akkurat bedre ved ankomst Beijing. Lukkemuskelen min var i det velvillige slaget kan man si. Det rant faktisk i strie strømmer, og liter paa liter med hostesaft kom gjennom saftkokern. Det ble faktisk så ille at jeg måtte rulle meg en plugg av ris for å korke kringla mi. Det var enten å plugge meg selv eller å skifte underbukse hele tiden, og da valgte jeg å lage meg en bunnpropp. Det hele endte, som vanlig, paa sykehus. Sykehus i Asia er ikke som sykehus i Norge. Typisk samtale mellom pasient og lege: Hello mista, what u problem? My stomach is fucked up and the shit is pouring through me like water in ... read more