Ba Dinh

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  • Day8

    Tran Quoc Pagoda

    January 20, 2017 in Vietnam

    Tran Quoc Pagoda is one of the oldest ones in Vietnam, and the oldest Buddhist temple in Hanoi located near West Lake. The pagoda was built in the Ly Nam De period (541-547) near the Red River. Then, in 1615, it was moved to west lake. Tran Quoc Pagoda is secluded with many layers, sanctums, many Buddha statues from low to high, from big to small, glittering votive offerings, incense-smoke all year round.

    I am amazed with the variety of offerings people bring...the most beautiful bouquets of lillies , baby turtles😤😭 water etc

    It is beautiful and pretty clean (for Vietnam standards) around the lake. Well worth the visit.

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  • Day2

    Lake Area Hanoi

    August 22 in Vietnam

    We then walked for what seemed like ages to the Tran Quoc Pagoda, which is the oldest Buddhist temple in Hanoi, which is located on a small island near the shore of Hanoi's West Lake. Unfortunately, it was also closed but from the outside it looked nice.

    We continued walking for a little while to a local restaurant along side Truc Bach Lake where we had lunch.Read more

  • Day160

    Hanoi (3)

    February 8, 2017 in Vietnam

    Die Motorbikes bringen uns zum 11 Kilometer langen und U-förmigen West Lake, an dessen Ufer wir die Tran Quoc Pagode besuchen.
    Danach gehts zurück zur Basis, die Bikes werden abgestellt und es beginnt die Streetfood-Tour durch die Altstadt. Wir bummeln ganz entspannt durch Schuster-und Kaffeestraßen, Straßen für Schals und solche für Jacken, Straßen für Schneiderbedarf mit Millionen von Knöpfen und die überaus wichtigen Schmuckstraßen!Read more

  • Day2


    January 6, 2017 in Vietnam

    Da um 7 Uhr morgens unser Zimmer noch nicht bezugsfertig ist, tun wir, was man halt am besten tun kann in Südostasien: Wir besichtigen die erste Pagode.
    Diese Pagode wurde anlässlich des Sieges über die Chinesen gebaut, und ist die Älteste Vietnams. Hier wird Buddha verehrt (das ist hier nicht selbstverständlich). Sie wurde im 6. Jahrhundert von Lý Nam Đế erbaut, ihr heutiger Name heißt übersetzt so viel wie Stabilisierung der Nation oder auch Pagode der Verteidigung. Die Gebäude in ihrer Form entstammen den letzten größeren Baumaßnahmen aus dem Jahre 1815. Der Westsee, in welchem sie sich heute befindet, ist ein toter Arm des Roten Flusses.Read more

  • Day2

    Kaffee mit Blick aufs Verkehrschaos

    January 6, 2017 in Vietnam

    Nach diesem ersten Kulturprogramm am frühen Morgen, haben wir uns den Kaffee ehrlich verdient. Klein, schwarz, stark - und mit gesüßter Kondensmilch versetzt. Ein Genuss!
    Und mitten an der Hauptverkehrsstraße auch ein Erlebnis. Unzählige Mopeds sind hier unterwegs, beim Überqueren der Straße gilt es keine Angst zu zeigen.Read more

  • Day2

    Quan Than Tempel

    January 6, 2017 in Vietnam

    Frisch gestärkt geht es gleich zum nächsten Tempel, diesmal nicht für Buddha, sondern ein taoistischer für Quan Than, den Dunklen Krieger oder Kaiser der Nordens, aus dem 11. Jahrhundert, früher bekannt als Tran Vu-Tempel. Er ist einer von vier heiligen Tempeln, die die Hauptstadt in 4 Richtungen vor übel gesinnten Geistern beschützen sollte.Read more

  • Day42

    Food, Glorious Food

    October 24, 2016 in Vietnam

    By this morning, we had already explored the Old Town of Hanoi, and were looking for something more to see. We decided on a circumnavigation of Ho Tay, the largest lake in Hanoi. If I remember the display at the Hanoi Hilton rightly, it is also the lake that John McCain had the misfortune to land in, prior to his capture, imprisonment, and torture.

    Launching ourselves into an exciting day of walking, we made our way to the lake, which we had reached on our earlier aborted attempt to go for a run. And from there it was just a matter of keeping the lake on our left hand side. The use of the word lake to describe this body of water, was more than a bit opptimistic however. It seemed to more rather large stagnant, and polluted pond. It stunk, it was littered with rubbish, and a had a wonderful sheen from all the petrochemicals floating over its surface. That didn't stop the locals from fishing in the murky waters, or raising their chickens and turkeys on the water's edge, before they became dinner at a later date. This city based small scale argiculture was a bit different, but perhaps it is something that the Western world can learn from in the future.

    Making our way around the lake, it quickly became apparent that it was less a lake, and more a fresh water sea. Certainly too far for us to contemplate walking around in a day, while staying comfortable. We decided we needed to change our plans, and headed to the nearest coffee shop to consider this exciting pivot in our plan.

    The first stop on the revised plan was a temple, pretty close to the coffee shop we had just stopped at. So far as temples go, it was pretty similar to many other buddhist temples that we had also seen. In Vietnam however, this was the first one we had seen that was full of Chinese pictographs, rather than Vietnamese in written in latin script. While there, as is customary in Vietnam, Courtney was accosted by a lady trying to sell awful postcards. She persisted with Courtney for a few minutes, even tucking her postcards into Courtney's bag to try and get her to buy them. As Courtney said no repeatedly, the lady tired to suggest that she was pregnant, and needed the money for her unborn baby.

    Unfortunately, for the Vietnamese lady, and many other hawkers we might meet on the way home, I have adopted a rather severe policy of not giving them a penny. It is the result of having been done a few times for rather modest sums of money, We all have, and yet it never feels wonderful when you work it out. So for this hawker who may or may not have been pregnant, I came to Courtney's rescue by removig the postcard wedged in Courtney's bag, shoving it back in the hand of the hawker, looking her in the eye and telling her no. When she interjected with something about her baby, she only got another no from me.

    If she was pregant and looking for money to feed her baby, then I was a bit more abrupt than I could have been. If she was not pregnant, and she certainly wasn't showing, then I wasn't abrupt enough. And this is the problem with hawkers, and selling things to people unsolicitied. In so many cases, the potential customer is going to either resent themselves for being had, or resent the fact that they are being approached unsolicited. In this part of the world, it is going to happen far more, but that doesn't change the fact that it weighs on the conscience when people use a sob story to sell you something.

    Personal introspection over for the day, we carried on to Ho Chi Minh's mausoleum. It was closed. This was annoying. But it serves us right for not doing the research. It isn't uncommon for 'attractions' like this to be closed on one or two odd days each week, or during the middle of the day. For us, the mausoleum was closed for the day, and was not opening again, any time soon. WIth that we decided to visit the Army Museum, and inform ourselves a bit more about the military history of Vietnam, which began so much earlier than the United States ill-fated intervention.

    Wandering through the musuem we learned about the the occupation of Vietnam by the Chinese, the French, and of course the Americans, before reunification and independence in the 1970's. While there, we were approached yet again, this time by someone claiming to be from the tourism ministry. It transpired that he was doing a survey for the tourism ministry. Having done the survey, the next question was if we would put our names in his book of interviewees. This was when the request for money came. Having had an inkling that this was coming, or names had been written in his little book os illegibly that I may as well have been writing in arabic script. He got nothing from me, and left rather angry that he got nothing too.

    For the second time in the day, it was time for some self reflection. How to deal with such people. You can be horrible to everyone, so that no one will come near you. Or you can be the polite person you were raised to be, and have people try to take advantage, at an emotional cost to yourself. So you take the high road, and hope that repeated attempts to take advantage don't take too much of a toll. Being an asshole to those that might approach you, will for now take a greater emotional toll. Hopefully that remains the case, but only time will tell.

    Wiser in the our knowledge of Vietnamese history, which in so many cases is one of conflict, we headed back to the hotel for a quick shower before heading out on a food tour that evening. Setting off with our guide at 1800, we headed directly to the first street food vendor of the night. Though it was a group tour, we were the only ones on it, which was pretty good.

    The tour was well worth it, if for nothing else than to understand how the street food world works, how much things cost, and what the etiqutte is. The best thing we had was definitely the the che, aka cold sweet soup. It is a mixture of green beans, black beans, coconut, lotus fruit, and somekind of gelatinous leaf product. It is entirely vegetarian, and incredibly tasty.

    Feeling very full, and very hot, we made our way back to the hotel after the tour, to get an early night ahead of our trip to Halong Bay tomorrow. We'll have to be up at 0600. Everthing starts nice and early in this part of the world.
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  • Day2

    Endlich ein ruhiger Fleck

    December 2 in Vietnam

    Hanoi ist sehr lebendig und lebensfroh. Hier ist eine Oase der Ruhe im Wahnsinn aus Rollern und nicht vorhandenen Verkehrsregeln (Truc Bach Lake). Hier ist im Vietnamkrieg Senator John McKaine abgestürzt und in Kriegsgefangenschaft gekommen.

  • Day5

    Visitem Hanoi!

    October 31 in Vietnam

    Esmorzem al hostel, sticky rice salat, després anem a fer un cafè. La Zuzanna diu que està molt bo. Jo discrepo. Anem a veure la zona del llac de l'oest que sembla un mar. Allà hi ha la Tran Quoc Pagoda. D'allà agafem el bus per anar al Railway village. Estan bojos aquesta gent. A dos pams de les cases hi passa un tren. Allà hem pres un altre cafè, amb ou aquest cop i hem vist passar el tren. Després visitem el barri francès i anem a dinar al casc antic. D'allà anem al llac Ho Hoam Kiem. Hi ha un temple amb un pont vermell, que sembla una merdeta de dia, però a la nit s'il•lumina i és molt més maco. Anem a la Hanoi Gallery que tenen propaganda antiga i d'allà a una llibreria on hi compro un llibre vietnamita. Anem a prendre algo per recobrar forces i preparar el viatge a Ha Giang. Després anem a can Harry Potter per prendre Butterbeer. La Zuzanna es posa el Sorting Hat i li surt Slytherin. Anem cap al homestay, que estem morts. A dormir.Read more

  • Day287

    Moped Auswahl

    October 12, 2016 in Vietnam

    Am Morgen waren wir ausnahmsweise ohne Motor unterwegs: Mit dem "Push Bike" rund um dem West Lake. Eine wunderbare Fahrradstrecke.
    Nun schauen wir uns wieder nach motorisierten Zweirädern um. Am Abend ist alles klar: Zwei Honda XR 125 von Offroad Vietnam. Wir bekommen noch eine "custom" Gepäcklösung und einen Halbtageskurs als "Moto mechanical". Nächsten Montag kann es losgehen.Read more

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