We left our hotel at 8:15 for our 2 hour drive to Ha Long Bay. We stopped for coffee along the way at a very busy highway stop. It was massive and included a snack shop, bathrooms, temple area and bonsai and grapefruit trees.

Our second stop was at an oyster farm. OK, it was a pearl sales opportunity, but they did a great job of describing how cultured pearls are made.

We made it to our boat. We are on the largest wooden boat on the bay. Our group has the boat to ourselves and it has been really fun. We cruised the bay and took in the amazing views.

It was somewhat overcast today so the colours didn’t come through as much as we’d have liked them too.

We took the tender off the boat to explore Ti Top Island where we had the option to climb 400+ steps to a look out or go swimming. I did neither as I am nursing my knee injury from November. While the climb was manageable, the 400+ uneven stairs that didn’t have a handrail seemed a bit too much. Dale was aware of how much Ha Long Bay has changed in the 10 years since his visit. The bay is much busier with both boats and people.

We then went for a cruise into a lagoon through Luon Cave.

We ended our day with happy hour (2 for 1 drinks are never dangerous) and supper. However, before supper the men in our group were challenged in a spring rolls making contest. The good news was that Greg was declared Master Chef in charge of spring rolls with a certificate to prove it.

Once again we ate well and are now crashing in readiness for another busy day tomorrow. I hope we sleep well tonight. It is really quiet on the Bay but we are also at anchor and the boat has been turning slowly for the past few hours. Not dizzy yet!

We got into travel mode again as we made our last plane trip before heading home. The two hour flight to Hanoi from Saigon was largely uneventful.

The name Hanoi means “inside the bend in the red river” and was established in 1010 AD. It’s original name was Hung Luang or Soaring Dragon. This image remains an important one in the community.

We immediately went for lunch at a local restaurant. It was our first opportunity to deal with crossing roads in Hanoi. Our guides encouraged us to be like “sticky rice” as we waited for a lull in oncoming traffic. The idea is to find the gap, walk slowly and confidently across traffic and expect people on scooters or in cars to go around you. So far so good!

After lunch we headed into the downtown area and toured Ho Chi Min’s mausoleum. Ho Chi Min had originally wanted to be cremated and have his ashes divided between the three parts of Vietnam (north, central and south). The government decided to ignore his wishes and arrange for him to be embalmed and enshrined in the capital. The building itself was designed by Russian architects. People can see his body in the mausoleum on Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday mornings. The site is closed for a few months every year when they re-embalm the body. They used to take him to the Soviet Union for this task but are now able to perform it locally.

We also saw the single pillar pagoda. An 11th century king of the area prayed to the lady Buddha to help him have a son. His wife became pregnant soon after and he built the shrine in her honour. The original shrine was rebuilt in its current form after the French left. It was initially built on a wooden pillar and was somewhat larger. The current pagoda rests on a concrete base. It is an active shrine.

Our next adventure was an electric car tour of the old city. This warren of market stalls was incredible. The chaos was overwhelming. Historically the markets were organized by streets dedicated to selling specific goods (e.g., shoe street or metal working street, etc.).

We then checked into our hotel and, after happy hour, went to find dinner. We have yet to find the method of ordering the right amount of food. We ate family style and still had too much! However, it was too much of a good thing and we retired for the night comfortably sated.

Tomorrow we are off for a cruise to Ha Long Bay on a Junk ship. The ship will likely be filled entirely by our tour. It should be exciting.

Our day was fairly laid back compared to the last week. We had breakfast, boarded the bus and headed for the Mekong Delta. We stopped at an interesting religious site called Cao Dai. This is a new religion developed in 1926 after the leader consulted with a Ouija board. Our guide explained that Caodaism is a merger of  Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism and Christianity. They believe in one god, that all religions come from the same source and that people can access spiritual connections through seances. Their main symbol is the left eye – a sign of god’s omnipresence, spiritual awareness and universal truth. This faith has become popular and has millions of followers around the world.

Our next stop was the river. Our tour took us to several villages where we had the opportunity to see the crafts and culture of those living in the Delta. The cruise was laid back and interesting. The villagers get around by canoes, either motor or hand powered. The eyes painted on the boats are protection from the river monsters and to see the way home. There are no eyes on the fishing boats so that they don’t scare the fish away.

At one of our stops we watched the women turn water hyacinth stems into baskets. When fresh, the stems break easily. When dried they make strong fibres for baskets of all kinds.

We were served at least 10 different fruits on the cruise, including coconut water (still in the coconut). Drinking coconut water is the natural and Local way of getting electrolytes into your system. Given the heat, this was welcome.

We stopped at one site where the locals demonstrated folk music in song and dance accompanied by interesting instruments.

We also stopped at a shop that made popped rice, rice paper for food and coconut candy. The gift shop allowed us to purchase the snacks (and taste the rice wine they also made) and local handicrafts.

Lunch was at an historic wooden house built in 1886. More food was provided than we could possibly eat (as usual) but it was so good we tried our best. The most unique dish was the grilled tilapia fresh rolls prepared at our table.

The 10 minute walk back to the bus was helpful for our digestion. The journey back into Saigon was mellow. We called it a night after a drink on the rooftop bar. Tomorrow we head to Hanoi.

We started our day with a visit to the Fulbright University of Vietnam for a lecture from Dr. Nguyen Thanh Trung entitled “Vietnam’s Culture, History & Economy: From ancient roots to modernity.” He provided us with a huge amount of context for understanding Vietnam. He covered a lot of ground and was candid about the strengths and challenges facing this country. We also had the opportunity to speak with university students from the International Student Club. They shared about their lives and allowed us to ask questions about all sorts of topics. They got to practice their English – it was a great exchange.

We then boarded our bus and headed to Cu Chi tunnels. We stopped for lunch and were fed incredible food in a beautiful environment.

The Cu Chi Tunnels are a connecting network of tunnels in the Cu Chi district near Saigon. These tunnels were used by the Viet Cong during the war in resistance to American and the South Vietnamese. The Viet Cong used this network as their base to engage in gorilla warfare. Viet Cong soldiers lived and worked from this sophisticated series of underground living quarters, meeting rooms, ammunition supply rooms and medical centres. They were designed to be well hidden so that the Viet Cong could surprise and ambush their enemies. We viewed traps, entrances and different bunkers that remain in the area.

Visiting this site reinforced all the stories I’ve heard about how horrible the war was for everyone. While the Viet Cong were ambushing, setting traps and doing what they could to resist, they were being bombed by B52 bombers, set on fire with Napalm and devastated by horrible living conditions. The land has still not recovered. While the jungle has grown back, the soil is still poisoned and fruit growing in the area can’t be eaten.

The reality of the site also emphasized how horrible it was for the American soldiers trying to survive in hot, humid, dense jungle conditions. They did not know the environment and didn’t know their enemy well. Terror must have been a daily condition for everyone.

It was a draining day and the bus ride back to our hotel was subdued. We went to the rooftop bar in our hotel for a drink before heading out for food. The Main Street was closed to vehicles Saturday night and we felt comfortable walking around. We only had to cross one street (twice) and we survived both times.

We were off just after the crack of dawn to catch our flight to Ho Chi Min City (AKA Saigon). The trip was uneventful until we landed. What a crush of people all trying to get through customs. We had to have visas for each of the countries we have visited on this tour and we were warned that Vietnam was uniquely specific about having all data consistent and accurate for all visas. One of our tour mates had a glitch that made us anxious about his ability to continue with us, but all was well and we were able to start our exploration of Saigon.

It was a long bus ride to our hotel in the city centre . We stopped for lunch at a local restaurant and experienced delicious spring rolls and Pho.

We checked into the Grand Hotel Saigon, built in the 1930’s with a definite European flavour.

Without much of a break, we went off on a walking tour of Saigon. We noticed the opera house, post office, city hall and other sites before heading to the roof top bar of the Rex Hotel. This was the watering hole for American journalists during the Vietnam war. Correspondents would meet daily for the “5 o’clock follies” when the allies broadcast the news of the day. They were called the follies because the official statements were often too optimistic and didn’t match the reality of the war.

We wandered through the city until we found food (which was delicious) and finally found our way to bed. More exploration of Saigon and area tomorrow.

Our alarm rang at 4 am so that we could be on the bus by 5:15 am. The goal for this morning was to first see the sun rise over Angkor Wat and then tour the site.

Angkor Wat is the largest religious complex in the world. It was built between 1113 – 1150 CE and covers over 400 acres. This was slightly before Notre Dame in Paris was built (1163). The temples were dedicated to Vishnu and a lot of the carvings reflect Hindu deities and teachings. There are 5 towers in the inner complex which are meant to reflect the 5 central peaks of Mt. Meru (the Hindu dwelling place of the gods) and the 4 directions. The moat around the temple is meant to represent the ocean at the edge of the world. Over time, the temple was rededicated and became a Buddhist temple and by the 15th C it was largely abandoned. However, Theravda Buddhist monks maintained the temple and it remained a pilgrimage site. Europeans “rediscovered” the temple in 1863 and restoration work began. Restoration work stopped during the Khmer Rouge years but has continued since. Angkor Wat was declared a UNESCO Heritage site in 1992. It is now one of the most visited sites in South East Asia.

We walked around and into the temple, climbing the steep steps to the central tower. It was worth the effort.

We left Angkor Wat for Angkor Thom, a temple built by the same king. It was smaller but still interesting.

The gate to Angkor Thom (which means big city) was powerful. 80% of the city is still jungle. Inside it were many buildings that have been identified by LiDAR but not recovered yet. One of the temples that has been discovered is Bayon. It had many depictions of everyday life carved into its walls.

We left this site for something very different. Our next stop was the Angkor Wildlife Aquarium project. This facility is focused on protecting and preserving the the fish and wildlife in the Tonle Sap lake and Mekong river. They also had a mandate to educate Cambodians about the resources in their environment. It was great to look at the fish and see all the species they are trying to save. The lake and river system are under pressure due to upstream activities such as damns and demands on water.

After a delicious lunch at the aquarium we headed out for a boat tour of the lake.

People live on the water year-round. They form a floating community of fisherfolk whose lifestyle revolves around the rivers and lakes. There is significant poverty here but a resiliency to survive and maintain a water-based lifestyle.

This was a jam-packed day and we all piled into the bus for a quiet ride back to the hotel. It was an early night as we were leaving the next morning for Vietnam.

We spent two full days in Cambodia and were kept so busy that I haven’t had time or energy to update the blog. We just arrived in Vietnam and have an hour bus from the airport to lunch, so I am going to try to catch up.

One of the most striking aspects of our time in Cambodia was recognizing the resiliency of the people. Our local guide shared freely about his life. He was a child during the Khmer Rouge regime (1975-1979). Pol Pot, the leader of the Khmer Rouge, initiated a genocide that killed over 1/4 of the population (estimated 1.5 – 3 million people died) of Cambodia at that time. That people survived the starvation, disease, forced labour, and the social destruction of the times is amazing. Cambodian society was deeply damaged and recovery is ongoing. After the fall of the Khmer Rouge, physical recovery from the devastation of war and the remnants of war, such as landmines was needed. The country was poor and few professionals of any kind remained. The entire country needed to reboot. Our guides focused specifically on how far Cambodia has come in the almost 50 years since the defeat of the Khmer Rouge. Little information was provided to us about how reconciliation efforts have occurred.

We started our journey into Cambodia by stopping at the Angkor Ticket Centre. Each 3-day pass cost $62USD with $2 from each ticket going to fund a children’s hospital in the area. We then checked into our hotel, had lunch by the pool, went for a swim and then watched a documentary on Cambodia before dinner. This prepped us for what we would see over the next two days.

On our first stop was Ta Prohm temple, also known as the jungle temple was built in the 1100’s and later abandoned and left as ruins, allowing the giant kapok trees and strangler figs to take over. It was overgrown by the jungle until it was “rediscovered” by Europeans in the late 1800’s. Archeologists decided it was best to leave the temple “as is” and only cleared trees from a portion of the site. The film Laura Croft:Tomb Raider was filmed here.

Despite the overgrowth, the carvings on some of the ruins were fantastic.

Our next stop of the day was Banteay Srei. It was built in the 10th century and originally dedicated to a Hindu god. It is also called the “woman’s temple” because it is so beautiful.

92% of Cambodians follow Theravada Buddhism, a form that arose in the 13th century and emphasizes monastic life, Pali scripture and meditation. The temples, such as this one were originally inspired by Hindu teachings and beliefs, shifting over time to reflect Buddhist beliefs. For example, the our guide showed us this carving and told us the story it depicted.

The Hindu god Brahma (god of creation) and the demon king were at odds. The demon king wanted revenge on Vishnu so he pretended that he wanted to follow Vishnu. Initially Brahma didn’t believe the demon king and kept denying him the opportunity. The demon king persisted and eventually Brahma relented and blessed the demon king with 5 gifts: that he couldn’t be killed by a man or animal or killed in a building or killed during the day or at night or killed in heaven or on earth or killed with a metal weapon. Once these blessings were received the demon turned on Brahma as was his original plan. Brahma seeing he had been tricked, got help from Shiva (the destroyer) and they figured out that to kill the demon they needed someone who was 1/2 human and 1/2 animal (I.e. as above/ man & lion) doing the deed at dawn, in a doorway space with a claw. The moral of the story is don’t mess with the gods (I may have gotten some of this story wrong (i.e., names, spelling, etc), but you get the gist.)

I took a million pictures at this site. The carvings were well preserved and beautiful in their detail.

Our next stop on this busy day was the Spitler School. This school was started by an American tourist who saw the need for the village to have their own school. This school has been operating since 2005 and currently has 1200 students in either primary or middle school (grade 1-9). It was fun to interact with the kids.

Our day ended with a dinner and cultural performances. We ate incredible food while watching a puppet play and traditional dancing.

The puppets were shadow puppets telling the epic story of Ramayana. We had heard the story before at one of the temples. It was fun to figure out what was happening. The puppets were made out of tooled leather and operated behind a large screen so we saw the shadow in action.

You may now understand why I am delayed in posting. We were exhausted in a good way by the end of this day. We crashed with the reality that we had a 4 am wake up call for the morning. Stay tuned for Cambodia Day 2.

Today was a transition day. We were up before dawn to catch a plane to Siem Reap, Cambodia. We arrived without any difficulty around noon and took a bus tour around town. Siem Reap is tourist central in Cambodia as it is the community closest to Angkor Wat. This community thrives because of tourism. It has only recovered 40% of the tourist industry since COVID shut everything down but it is still pretty busy. I

t was 34C with 73% humidity here today, so after checking in we had lunch by the pool followed by a swim. It was incredibly refreshing. The swim was followed by a film about the temples in the area, including Angkor Wat. We have two jam-packed days of touring coming up to see all that we can in the area. Stay tuned!

Some parting images from Laos:

Monks receiving alms in Luang Prabang

We leave early tomorrow so we are having an early night.

We started our day today before dawn. We left the resort at 6:15 and drove to town to give alms to the monks, a practice called Tak Bat. Our guide Dome described the process beautifully and I quote him here:

“Almsgiving is a Buddhist tradition that goes back more than 2,500 years to the time of Gautama Buddha in northern India. In the 5th century BCE, Indian society was undergoing major change. Cities were expanding, trade was growing, and many spiritual seekers were leaving home to search for deeper truth beyond ritual religion. The Buddha was part of this wider renunciant movement.

What made his community unique was how he structured it.

He asked monks to:

👉Own almost nothing
👉Not cook or farm
👉Not handle money
👉Not store food

Instead, they would walk each morning and receive whatever was offered. This dependence was intentional. The Buddha wanted monks to live relying on others’ kindness. It trained humility, prevented the accumulation of power, and kept the religious community closely connected to society.

At the same time, laypeople practice dāna — “generosity” — which is the foundation of spiritual development in Buddhism. Giving reduces attachment and cultivates compassion. So almsgiving is not begging.
It is structured interdependence.

Today, in countries such as Thailand, Laos, and Cambodia — especially here in Luang Prabang — this tradition is still very much alive.

Because visitors come to observe it, it can sometimes feel like a performance. However, it is important to understand that this is not staged for tourism. It is a real religious and traditional practice that takes place every morning, whether anyone is watching or not.

The number of monks and novices you see may vary depending on how many are residing in the monasteries at that time. Availability naturally affects what we witness.

Each morning at dawn, this quiet ritual expresses a profound idea:

No one lives independently. Giving and receiving are both spiritual practices.” (Warodom Kokhue, 2026).

We sat on stools with baskets of sticky rice and Laos food wrapped in banana leaves. As the monks and novices walk by, we put a gloved handful of sticky rice and the wrapped food in their bowls, one after another. These monks come into town from a rural area to gather food to bring back to their communities, not just for the monks but for others who have need.

After a quick breakfast back at the hotel, we headed to the morning market in Luang Prabang. What a place! This is the market where local people do their daily shopping. Trigger warning, I am showing pictures of the most unique items I saw. The market was bustling and full of both tourists and locals.

The rest of our day was a cruise on the Meikong river. The Meikong is 350 miles long, beginning in the Tibetan plateau and ending in the Meikong Delta in Vietnam. It also crosses south west parts of China, Myanmar and Cambodia on the way. This river is literally called the mother of all rivers and it provides for millions of people. The river provides food and power with over 1000 species of fish and over 50 dam projects to generate hydroelectricity.

The day was hazy due to smoke from farmers slashing and burning in the mountains to prepare the soil for their crops. The river is bordered on both sides by mountains with more development on the east side of the river.

Our second stop was a visit to the Pak Ou Caves located about 25 miles from Luang Prabang at the confluence of the Meikong and Nam Ou rivers. These caves are filled with thousands of statues of Buddha. People have been coming here to worship and leave statues of Buddha for hundreds of years. The statues were in every nook and cranny and every year people from the surrounding villages continue to leave more statues.

We finished our visit to the caves. Many of us just went to the first cave but others braved the steep 300 steps to get up to the second set of caves with more statues. Whatever exertion we experienced was rewarded with a delicious lunch on the way back to Luang Prabang. The downstream journey was relaxing and somewhat quicker. We made it back to the hotel and back to the pool for a refreshing dip. Greg headed into town for the night market while the rest of us chose a simple dinner at the resort.

Tomorrow we have a 5:30 am call for breakfast as we head out pre-dawn for the airport. Tomorrow is Cambodia!

It was a busy day today. Our local guide, Sam, took us on a walk through Luang Prabang on our way to the first temple of the day. We took our marigold tower from last night’s dinner to the Wat Xiengthong (I.e., temple of the city surrounded by the mountain wall). Wat is the Laos word for temple and this temple was named after the original name of Luang Prabang. It was interesting, but we are starting to think of temples like we do churches in Europe- they all start looking alike.

However, this temple is a very important one in Laos and is considered a masterpiece of Lao architecture. One of the buildings on site housed the funeral chariot for the kings of Laos. The king’s coffins were carried through the town upright with the body either standing or sitting in the coffin before being taken for cremation. The coffins of commoners were always horizontal.

There were children performing puppet shows of Laos folktales. We weren’t sure of the story that was being told but it involved several animal spirits carrying an egg or seed on their backs.

Luang Prabang was declared a UNESCO World Heritage Site in 1995 after going through an arduous process. The town was declared to be of “outstanding universal value” based on its urban landscape (being the confluence of the Meikong and Khan rivers), promotion and preservation of traditions and traditional ways of life, the coexistence of traditional and colonial buildings and its historical significance. We had a lecture from one of the UNESCO managers about the process of becoming a UNESCO site and some of the progress they have made locally. It was good information but lasted a bit too long, especially when we were almost ready for lunch.

On our way to lunch we walked by the confluence of the Meikong and Khan rivers, the two major rivers in Laos. The Meikong (top of the picture) is fairly muddy compared to the Khan. We are going to cruise the Meikong tomorrow.

We had a delightful lunch at a local restaurant. The food was fantastic.

Our first afternoon stop was the National Museum. It is housed in what was the former royal palace. It was built in 1904 during the French colonial era and the royal family lived here until 1975 when the monarchy was overthrown. We weren’t allowed to take pictures in the actual museum which was too bad because the wall decorations were fabulous. There were all sorts of interesting objects on display including the King’s adjustable solid gold shoes (just the uppers). The last queen was an incredible embroiderer and some of her fabrics were on display.

The most important temple in Laos shares the museum grounds.

The Haw Pha Bang shrine houses the Pha Bang Buddha (which I wasn’t allowed to photograph). The Buddha is an 83 cm tall, gold alloy statue considered to be the most sacred image in the country. The Buddha statue weighing 50 kg made of cast gold, silver and bronze. It is thought to have been cast in Sri Lanka in the 1st century and given to the king here in 1353. The shrine itself is a new building finished in 2006.

Our afternoon ended with a visit to the Traditional Arts and Ethnology Centre. Our speaker, Tara and her colleague started the centre to highlight the traditional crafts of the more than 50 minority groups in Laos. The Centre creates exhibits of local handiwork, engages in research, preservation and documentation of cultural creative practices, provides education and outreach as well as support for people to build livelihoods based on traditional skills. 50% of all sales from the gift shop goes to the artist who created the work. We bought a lovely hand woven silk wall hanging.

We ended our day with a swim in the pool and a dinner in the hotel restaurant. My sister Brenda figured out a way to stream the gold medal hockey game to us, so while I type, Dale is watching the game. Life is good.