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Published: July 22nd 2017
Geo: 10.7679, 106.697
We read on the internet about a local who does free walking tours 2 days a week from a location close by. The meeting point was a small coffee bar a few blocks away. We walked there and we were about 30 minutes early. Watching the locals is always interesting. I took a bunch of pictures of scooters being ridden. While waiting a few other people turned up but no guide. We started to look around (coffee bar wasn't open yet) and found a picture frame advertising the walking tours. Affixed to the frame was a note indicating the tour was cancelled for today.
In conversation with a local (many young people want to have English conversations) it was recommended that we visit the Chinese market.
To get there we walked to one of the bus hubs we saw yesterday and took the # 1 bus. It was about a 15 - 20 minute trip (fare $ 0.31). The market is very large. In the centre is a square and the market is built around the square. The place is absolutely packed with small stalls selling just about everything. The market is divided into different departments. It is so packed it
is difficult to move around. Didn't take long before we decided we had seen enough and we caught the bus back and stopped for a beer and some lunch.
Mid-day is very hot here so the hotel room is a good choice for a couple of hours before we headed out for a short walk around the area. We had hoped to work our way toward the water but there are major roads in the way and no real crossing areas. Thankfully we do not have major freeways running along the Vancouver waterfront.
One of the pictures shows the entry to the hotel. That is the total width of the building. There are 6 floors with 2 rooms/floor - one front, one back. The breakfast room is on the 7th floor rooftop.
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Thank you for taking me on a trip - a virtual trip. I got to sleep in my own bed and drink whatever I wanted. I didn't have to convert any money or avoid scooters. But, I didn't have the real experience of seeing, touching and smelling stuf
f. I didn't learn how the people felt about their country and their history. I didn't feel the sweat dripping off my body. However, I used my imagination and my past experiences in Southeast Asia to conjure your experience daily. Thank you for taking me away from the snow for a few minutes each day!