Tuesday, 22 September 2015

23rd September - back at Ocean View Marina, Samal Island, Davao - bad news

Wednesday 23rd September 2015

Back on 2XS, in Ocean View Marina on Samal Island, Mindanao.  We were looking forward to being back in our littLE floating home but in THE airport I logged into Facebook and found dreadful news…

This article is in today's Australian; John forwarded it to us)
MANILA: Gunmen have kidnapped two Canadian tourists, a Norwegian employee and a Filipina from a resort island in the conflict-racked southern Philippines.

The suspects sailed two motorboats into a marina on Samal island, about 800km southeast of Manila, and seized the four from aboard yachts just before midnight on Monday, police spokesman Antonio Rivera said yesterday.

Law enforcement boats and helicopters were scouring the waters around the island yesterday to try to stop the kidnappers from leaving the area.

“They appeared to target the foreigners. They went straight for the yachts,” Superintendent Rivera said. “We still don’t have anything. We’re blank. No group has taken responsibility and there is no demand for ransom.”

The Canadians abducted from the Holiday Ocean View resort were identified as John Ridsdel, 68, and Robert Hall, 50. The Norwegian, who was working at the marina, was identified as Kjartan Sekkinstad, 56. The 40-year-old Filipina, identified only as Tess, was a companion of one of the foreign tourists.

A Japanese couple was nearly abducted but they fought back.

A Norwegian foreign ministry spokeswoman in Oslo said the government was investigating the reports.

Samal island, a short boat ride from the southern commercial centre of Davao on Mindanao island, is famed for powdery white sand beaches and dive spots, with resorts there charging up to $US500 ($700) a night.

The southern Philippines has endured decades of conflict, with Muslim rebels waging a separatist conflict that has claimed tens of thousands of lives.

In the most recent kidnapping of foreigners, gunmen from the separatist Abu Sayyaf seized a German couple in April last year while they were sailing off the island of Palawan.

The couple was released six months later, with Abu Sayyaf claiming it had received all of the 250 million pesos ($7.6m) it demanded in ransom.

AFP

We missed all of the horror by less than 24 hours.  This marina is now probably the safest place in the Philippines – armed soldiers on duty, day and night.

But we are sick with worry about our marina friends.


(The report is not quite accurate.  They didn’t bring their boats into the marina; there is a secure gate which prevents access.  They parked their boats outside the high walls and somehow ran the hostages along the marina walls and down into the boats.  Not sure how…Kjartan, the marina manager, is a strong silent tough and honourable man, similar in character and build to John Miedecke – if I were a bandit I would NOT try to abduct Kjartan!!  On a lighter note…John sent me an email asking if we still had our panga (big strong machete-type thing from the Solomons.  And yes…pete sleeps with it next to his pillow!!))

Sunday, 20 September 2015

20th-21st September - Hue - Citadel - back to Ho Chi Minh City

Sunday 20th September 2015


Our last day in Hue was spent in the Citadel, the old imperial city.  It was very much destroyed during the war…


There were heartbreaking photos of the devastation.


Now it is a UNESCO World Heritage Site and it is being lavishly and meticulously restored.


It was wonderful to get out of the blazing hot sun and to walk along the cool colonnades.


We were also very happy to find a café just outside the walls, where we could sit in the shade and wonder at the golden sheep (?) goats (?) watching us from protective positions.


We are now back at Ben and Rose’s in Ho Chi Mink City after an action-packed five days – Dalat, Danang, Hue.  Marble mountains, waterfalls, silk, flowers, coffee, deep-fried crickets, war zones, tunnels, trains, buses, taxis, planes, trishaws, dragons galore, temples – so many experiences, all swirling around in my brain…


Monday 21st September

Not so sure if 66 is an auspicious number…TWO Devil Numbers together… But yes it is a privilege to reach 66 happy and healthy if not particularly wise…

My darling computer and iPhone were the very first to wish me happy birthday…so funny, how attached you can get, to a small bit of hard and software… Ah but not quite true – I did get a message, a day early from Angela in the Maldives – Tasmanians are SO global!  And it did of course make me even happier than the message from my MacBook Air…

I just have to include this photo of this Hue toddler, intent upon washing and squeezing a bucketload of eels...
I am sitting in the dear little local coffee shop around the corner from Ben and Rose’s.  They no longer have tiny plastic chairs which stick to your bottom, as they did in 2009.  There are comfy cane chairs, and WiFi connection, and a nice power point to charge our electronic items.

This morning we are going into town for a big treat – a visit to the dentist for Pete, who has lost a crown.  (Well it isn’t lost; it is rapped in a hanky in his shorts pocket…but it is lost from its rightful position in his head!)


Next stop – this big market, to buy coffee for 3XS.  And tonight we are going to beautiful Hai Tuc restaurant, with a group of our expat friends.  Life is good, even at 66…

Saturday, 19 September 2015

Saturday 19th September - Hue - DMZ - Ho Chi Minh Trail - Khe Sanh

Friday 18th September 2015


DMZ between N and S Vietnam
War is ghastly; war is hell.

Yes…I know.



And today reinforced this grim reality.  We left our Gold Hotel at 7am and returned at 6pm, having gone 400 kilometres (in a very comfy little van; I am not whingeing!!)

Our guide, Huy, was a very articulate, erudite young bloke, full of information about the Vietnam War (as we know it) or the American War (as the Vietnamese know it.)



We crossed the Ho Chi Minh Trail




where there is now a big modern bridge, once a life-line for the Vietcong, with many branches reaching from North to South Vietnam.

We visited museums

(Well…some of us visited museums…



The Khe Sanh museum is right behind me...


I fell back and sat under a shady tree

with a very delicious cup of local coffee…)



War museums are very interesting and necessary but…I have enough nightmare material already in my head…

Khe Sanh is…so very beautiful.  Hard to believe it was the site of such vicious strife…



I thought the view from the back window of the museum was very telling…

And don’t these women work HARD???



Pete likes a bit of solid war memorabilia…



Our last stop was a trip through the tunnels…



Interesting, but not fun.  Especially not for the claustrophobic!  Some of the men lived underground for many years.  A lot of them went deaf, from the noise of the bombardment.  During the Tet Offensive the bombs dropped twenty four hours a day…And nobody yet has ever defeated the Vietnamese!





We leave Hue tomorrow at 5pm, back to Saigon/Ho Chi Minh City.

Thursday, 17 September 2015

17th-18th September - Danang - food search - Marble Mountains - Danang to Hue by train

Thursday 17th September 2015

The trouble with short holidays in exotic locations is…if you miss a day writing up your notes, it is gone!

We only had one day in Danang; possibly enough… When we arrived at lunchtime we walked around happily enough, finding nothing but long long streets selling clothes and shoes and NO food at all!  Were we really in SE Asia, where people eat all the time???



 Eventually, around a corner in a street which also had no food at all, we found a tiny vegetarian restaurant, with a tiny kindly woman called Ngan. 



She fed us noodle soup and a plate of something very strange which she assured us was a vegetable.  Or a leaf…it actually tasted like tuna but…who knows??


So what is it??  Top right??
We never have dessert but she brought us tiny little tubs of something which tasted exactly like lemon panacotta, which she had made with her own fair hands.  Bliss!

Our hotel, Orient Phuong Dong, was fine.  Mid-range, all very pleasant. 



Yesterday we caught a bus out to the Marble Mountain, not far from the beach.  Fabulous!  We went up to the top and explored the grottoes



pagodas



misty pathways.



Along the street there was marble statuary galore.



In the evening we had dinner along the river, overlooking the fabulous Dragon Bridge, which changed colour every few minutes.  I do love a bit of neon lighting…



We did NOT insert our beloved visacards into this slot on this particular ATM…



This morning we got up early, had breakfast, and then…I went back to bed…I have a bit of a coughy coldy thing which is making me less than sparkling company…


Looking crook at dinner...
Eventually I HAD to get up and face the world.

And a very nice world it is.

We walked along very interesting streets, full of recycled this & that.  Mufflers, gears, chains, whatever, all dissembled, cleaned up, neatly presented.



MUCH more interesting than our fruitless foodless (and long…) walk the day before.


So many very b-o-r-i-n-g shops…and no food!!
We were heading for the railway station, and stopped for coffee in a very nice place with plate-glass windows from which I could observe the traffic.  Traffic here is fascinating!



Actually we were heading for the railway station in the wrong direction (*cough* who was navigating, Captain Pete??) but I didn’t mind because it was all so interesting, seeing the street life.



In the end we had to clamber into a taxi…we had put too much distance between ourselves and our goal.

At 12.40 we were on our train, heading for Hue. 

This is supposed to be one of the most beautiful railway trips in THE WORLD!



So we were very amused to see our travelling companions, not many minutes into the journey…



We didn’t sleep; it was lovely!



Pete had to travel backwards; not me!


So now we are in Hue.  I have had a massage and a body scrub so I am very much IMPROVED!  Ready for a big adventure tomorrow, exploring the DMZ…