Roving Cat My journey to visit every corner of our Planet Earth. Viva La Vida. tag:travellerspoint.com,2008-05-23:/blog/?domain=catattack 2009-10-07T14:40:17Z CatAttack img/travel-blog-feed.png Typhoons and Kittens tag:travellerspoint.com,2009-10-07:/blog/?domain=catattack&thisblog_entryid=43&entryid=178862 2009-10-07T14:40:17Z 2009-10-07T14:40:17Z Typhoon Ketsana arrived the 28th of September. We were well prepared, fully stocked up on food, water, candles and a torch. Electricity wiped out on day one, which preceded two terrible nights of no sleep while the wind creepily 'wooed' outside my bedroom window. Little rain fell, but the winds of up to 185km/h kept all awake and alert. Houses flooded, roads were blocked and trees bent, snapped and fell. Some neighbours boarded up their houses and relocated to another ... Typhoon Ketsana arrived the 28th of September. We were well prepared, fully stocked up on food, water, candles and a torch. Electricity wiped out on day one, which preceded two terrible nights of no sleep while the wind creepily 'wooed' outside my bedroom window. Little rain fell, but the winds of up to 185km/h kept all awake and alert. Houses flooded, roads were blocked and trees bent, snapped and fell. Some neighbours boarded up their houses and relocated to another place, while others camped out at home by the candlelight with their family.

In 2009, having no electricity is a rather boring experience. My room mate and I tried to come up with some ideas to keep us entertained, and our mind always wandered back to a game of scrabble or a crossword, but we had none of those. We read, read and read by candlelight, while hoping that the lights would suddenly turn on again. Phone services were blocked (text worked!!) so almost all forms of modern communication were eradicated from the entire city.

Maybe I'm exhaggerating the situation, however for me, it was, well, scary. At night the house felt like it was rocking, while in the day the hours just slowly passed, basically giving me many opportunities to study, read, study and read. Anyway, Ketsana eventually passed, people slowly emerged from their homes, and the clean-up began. Trees and rubbish were strewn everywhere, but nothing was hit as badly as the beach. Huge tree trunks washed up ashore, along with tons of sticks, leaves, branches in the brown murky waters.

Thousands of homes were destroyed, and thousands more people were displaced. Please think about the people, unlike myself, who weren't so lucky. Some were injured and some were killed, while others have lost all they have ever owned. Please also think of those in the Phillipines, who were effected far worse. There are various charities accepting donations online to assist those in need.

We were very lucky it wasn't cold either. It was still pretty which makes it a lot easier to survive.

On a happier note, three stray kittens have decided to call my home, their home. They just turned up one day, and came back every now and then, so, I'm feeding them. Whiskas and tuna. They are stick and bones with huge googly eyes on these tiny little faces. They are getting used to me, so I just sit there while they eat and just look at them. It's amazing the effect something so cute can have on a person. They bring a huge smile to my face.

With the onset of the rainy season (typhoon season??), I am moving to Hanoi. At the end of October, I will say goodbye to Da Nang, my home of 8 months, beautiful beaches, quiet roads, and stunning natural landscapes, and say hello to the bustling Capital that is Hanoi. Although I am sad to leave the Central Coast, I am just as excited to work again in a kindergarten, see old friends, and partake in dance classes, Vietnamese classes and other extra curricular activities that come my way.

While dreaming of my new life in Hanoi (again!), I am also dreaming of the far away exotic land that is India.

Home of the Taj Mahal, the biggest population of English speakers, the largest democracy in the entire world and the creator of snakes and ladders and the digit 'zero'. A picture of vivid colour, a celebration of Hinduism, and an appreciation for the mind, body and soul and delicious food come to mind, as do crowded streets, humidity and severe poverty.

Because of this, I keep thinking about it! I can't stop. I don't know what spurred this interest, but I want to go. Not for a few weeks, but maybe 2 months. Volunteer for 5 weeks, travel for a few more, I'm not sure, but because of it's size, I think I'll just visit a couple of cities, slow down, and take my time. At the same time, be extremely cautious of the things I do, the foods I eat so as not to get SICK! (I've heard a few stories). It just seems like the country that I'm going to instantly fall in love with, you know those places in the movies that "change people", that have such an effect on them, I think that place for me will be India. But, maybe I'm wrong. Next year I hope to go to India, and provided I have enough funds left, Brazil too, in September. Two exotic lands in one year! Wow, I hope so.

I will post photos of the typhoon and the kittens soon.

Love.
Cat.

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Kids Animation tag:travellerspoint.com,2009-09-02:/blog/?domain=catattack&thisblog_entryid=42&entryid=174083 2009-09-03T04:35:03Z 2009-09-03T04:35:05Z Not sure exactly why I'm writing about kids animation movies, but I recently saw two fantastic animated films, Pixar's "Up" and Dreamworks "Bee Movie". I saw Up at the cinema here in Da Nang with my boyfriend, and by the end of it, we had both experienced emotions of happiness, sadness, relief, confusion and fear. How one movie can jampack so many ideals into one movie, I do not know. (minor spoilers following!) The opening sequence in the movie is completely script ... Not sure exactly why I'm writing about kids animation movies, but I recently saw two fantastic animated films, Pixar's "Up" and Dreamworks "Bee Movie".

I saw Up at the cinema here in Da Nang with my boyfriend, and by the end of it, we had both experienced emotions of happiness, sadness, relief, confusion and fear. How one movie can jampack so many ideals into one movie, I do not know.

(minor spoilers following!)

The opening sequence in the movie is completely script free, and chronicles the life of a boy who grows into a smart young man, and eventually a 78 year old man, Carl, who has loved his wife his entire life. After the death of his wife, the man decides to do what they had both wanted to do all their lives - visit Paradise Falls in an unknown part of South America (apparently Costa Rica according to Raphael). The entire movie depicts his journey from the modern city that he calls home, to a jungle of colour, exotic animals, and frightening heights.

On the way Carl makes many friends, including an 8 year old boy scout, Russell, a beautiful (ostrich/emu?) (that I thought was a peacock), and a very happy, tail wagging, tongue licking (talking) dog, Dug.
Oh! He also meets a bunch (more like hundreds) of talking dogs, who have amazing human abilities. Some are horribly scary, like the doberman, and some are just so cute, like Dug.

I cried, I laughed, I was worried, I was scared, and I empathised with the old man. What amazed me most about this movie was the very adult themes. Not adult content that children cannot view, but it taught messsages that we all need to remember, no matter how young or old we are. It tells us to be grateful of the people that we have relationships with, to do the things we want to do NOW, before it's to late and to treat people with respect, no matter how annoying or irritating they are.

What impressed me most about the movie, is that it isn't just for children. Think back to when Disney created Alladin, and the Lion King, and the Little Mermaid. They were great movies, but I don't think I would watch them again, unless I had kids under my care. But nowadays, kids movies create so much in just a couple of hours and provide entertainment for all.

If you haven't seen Up, go see it now, because it's absolutely brilliant.

I watched Bee Movie on HBO yesterday, and that was another excellent animation made for kids. It delved into the world of bees, and taught it's audience to take value in all the things you do, no matter how big or small. Even if it's a small job, it's important, and needs to be done with care. It shows us the amazing life of a bee, and how important their job is.

In the movie, one bee, Mr Barry Benson (voiced by Jerry Seinfeld), sees how humans eat honey and use honey in their daily lives. He sues the human race for taking their honey, and he thinks that by stopping human consumption, bees don't have to work so hard to produce honey. What he doesn't realise is, is that bees are not only important for honey, but for cross-pollination. Much of our natural world depends on bees to survive.

I did actually learn a lot about bees in the movie, and it teaches children an important message. Great movie also, very funny, and lots of colour. However, the length of the courtroom sequences are probably not so kid friendly.

One last thing I want to mention about the movies is how easy it is to depict what you want. For example, Carl in "Up" is obviously a grumpy old man who never smiles, because of the shape of his eyebrows and mouth. The scary doberman, is black and brown, and has incredibly pointy (almost sharp) ears, creating a very violent looking dog. In "Bee Movie", the process of how honey is made in the hive is shown. Nectar is transferred into a clear tub with "Nectar" written on it. It is clear it is an advertisement for Microsoft, as the same font and angle is used in its writing! I thought that was a very clever little ad in which made me laugh.

Although many kids watch real adult movies with their families, I think it is really important for a child to watch animation movies like these. They portray important morals and values and use colour, depth and size that is so important for a child's development.

It just goes to show how important colour and good visuals are important for children, no matter the age. It's so important in my teaching, where my classrooms are empty of colour and are very dull. I always try to introduce as much visuality into the activities, so students are kept interested. But it really is amazing how so little can do so much.

Sorry about the length of this blog, maybe it got a little boring for you!

Love.
Cat.

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Adventures in Saigon (& at School) tag:travellerspoint.com,2009-08-03:/blog/?domain=catattack&thisblog_entryid=41&entryid=170505 2009-08-04T00:59:30Z 2009-08-04T00:58:54Z The only real adventure I had in Saigon was surviving the constant downpours that occured every hour. I went to Saigon for a few days just for the heck of it, and the first day turned out to be a collection of "Oh my god!'s" at the rain, the traffic and the 10 million people that inhabit the city. It's a nice city, well developed in infrastructure, lots of English business, many international visitors/expats, and generally just a city that ... The only real adventure I had in Saigon was surviving the constant downpours that occured every hour. I went to Saigon for a few days just for the heck of it, and the first day turned out to be a collection of "Oh my god!'s" at the rain, the traffic and the 10 million people that inhabit the city. It's a nice city, well developed in infrastructure, lots of English business, many international visitors/expats, and generally just a city that is far different from other Vietnamese cities. But it also had a lot of street beggars/sellers (selling small things like chewing gum), severe lack of road rules (not unlike Vietnam), and a terrible overcrowding of buildings and people. Viewing the city coming down on the plane was incredible, just a huge collection of buildings in a built up area that expanded futher than I could see.

Day one, I hung out with Raphael wandering around the city, doing some shopping, in between the rain that prevented us from doing anything outside :(:(. In the night, we went to the only Brazilian restaurant in Saigon (they also have one in Hanoi) and ate a buffet of deliciously fresh cuts of meat, pork, beef and even lamb (which is so rare in Vietnam!!!). Not cheap, but lots of fun, and something a little different.

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I also got my hair cut and coloured, plus a manicure and pedicure, and some funky nail art. All in all, costing me around $50, so I'm very happy.

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While at Go2 bar in the tourist centre, I met a friend of Raphael's, a 5 year old Vietnamese boy named Quy. He works as a seller with his mother, selling predominantly chewing gum and other small cheap things, in a box he carries around. Quy has excellent English as he speaks every day to tourists, plus, he is very Brazilian! He knows the Brazilian "man-to-man" handshake, and can speak some Brazilian words. There are lots of players that visit this bar, and they all chat to him. He loves Raphael, and he is just gorgeous, but I feel sad that he is working the streets with tourists every night. The good thing is, is that his English will be fluent by the time he reaches his adult years.

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Saigon is a great city for visiting, and has an abundance of services and imported products I can't find in Da Nang and Hanoi, but I could never live there, and I honestly think the traffic is deadly!!!

My other adventures have been at the three English centres that I work at. I have just started working at a fairly new centre, which is very modern and hi-tech. Each classroom has a widescreen flat tv on the wall, connected to Microsoft Windows and the internet. I can use the internet, play English games, and show pictures/documents while I'm teaching. I teach young ages (5-10 years), so I can be very interactive with the children while gaining their interest. Now the trick is to figure out how I can incorporate this new technology into my teaching. I haven't used any thing like this before, so I will have to be creative, and I guess the classroom is my oyster as I have many opportunities to be a better and up to date teacher.

Unfortunately, I don't have these resources at the other centres, which have plain classrooms with chairs and a whiteboard, so that's a lot more basic (but that's ok too).

I found an interesting You Tube video yesterday, about a Argentinian woman who teaches English in (I'm assuming) Argentina, using American sign language in her teaching. She talks about how the children's memory has improved just by learning basic hand movements to go with the word. It's a lot easier to teach "run", where the child can physically get up and run, than to teach "potato", which as no matching action. She has incorporated the sign language into teaching vegetables and I thought it was very interesting and effective.

That is all for now.
Love.
Cat.

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No Name tag:travellerspoint.com,2009-07-24:/blog/?domain=catattack&thisblog_entryid=40&entryid=169195 2009-07-24T10:22:28Z 2009-07-24T10:22:28Z I passed a crash site today. A toppled truck carrying tonnes of bricks was on it's side, smashed into tiny pieces scattered on the road. A weeping woman cried over the dead body covered with a blanket. A huge gathering of people just stared. Stared and stared and stared. Doing nothing. What exactly compells a person to intentionally stop their motorbike, get off, and look at a woman crying over the dead body of a loved one? Is it entertainment? Or just something to ... I passed a crash site today.
A toppled truck carrying tonnes of bricks was on it's side, smashed into tiny pieces scattered on the road.
A weeping woman cried over the dead body covered with a blanket.
A huge gathering of people just stared. Stared and stared and stared. Doing nothing.

What exactly compells a person to intentionally stop their motorbike, get off, and look at a woman crying over the dead body of a loved one?
Is it entertainment?
Or just something to fill their day?
Don't they have somewhere to be?

Where's the respect?

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Electricity tag:travellerspoint.com,2009-07-04:/blog/?domain=catattack&thisblog_entryid=39&entryid=166869 2009-07-05T06:51:27Z 2009-07-05T06:51:27Z In Da Nang especially, I've noticed a huge increase in the amount of electric scooters around the city. Young Vietnamese girls sport them on the streets, with a maximum speed of 60 and really small size and weight. But the thing that is frustrating me, is that the people that drive them (predominantly women), don't wear helmets. I'm assuming that this is the law, because i have not seen an electric scooter driven by a helmet wearer. But shouldn't it be ... In Da Nang especially, I've noticed a huge increase in the amount of electric scooters around the city. Young Vietnamese girls sport them on the streets, with a maximum speed of 60 and really small size and weight. But the thing that is frustrating me, is that the people that drive them (predominantly women), don't wear helmets. I'm assuming that this is the law, because i have not seen an electric scooter driven by a helmet wearer.

But shouldn't it be the law? Girls weighing 45 kilos zip around on these scooters, who, if hit by another motorbike, would be severely injured. A Vietnamese friend has a "Robo" brand electric scooter, who says she doesn't need a helmet because her bike is electric. She is actually under the belief that because the scooter is electric, that there is no way that she is at risk of accident or injury. I don't really understand this mentality, that the Vietnamese law implies.

Anybody living in Vietnam care to comment on this? Have you noticed an increasing trend of electric bikes in Hanoi?

I'm not talking about tiny electric scooters like these......

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I'm talking about full electric scooter bikes, that look just like a petrol fuelled scooter only lighter and slightly smaller.....

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Anyway, as the electric scooters wave in and out of traffic, police let them roam the streets with no protection. It's frustrating every time I see an electric scooter.

But it shouldn't be frustrating. They are helping the environment, plus helping themselves by saving money, but I don't think they are helping their individual safety.

Another problem with the scooters is that they are silent. LITERALLY SILENT. No sound whatsoever. They creep up to the side of you and dart out in front of you when you don't even know it. They contribute nothing to neither air pollutino or noise pollution, however, they need to have some sort of sound device to make others aware of their incoming.

Read this article on Japanese hybrid cars:

Source: BBC News, http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/asia-pacific/8132548.stm

Japan rethinks silent hybrid cars

Toyota Motor Corp."s assembled new Prius rolls out at the Toyota Tsutsumi Plant in Toyota
Toyota has no plans yet to add noise-making devices to their hybrid cars

Japan is considering the introduction of noise-making devices for near-silent hybrid cars following safety fears from vision-impaired pedestrians.

"Vision-impaired people feel that hybrid vehicles are dangerous", a transport ministry official told AFP.

The top-selling hybrid vehicles run almost without any sound when they change from fuel to battery mode.

The ministry of transport has brought together a panel that will draw up a report by the end of the year.

The panel is considering forcing manufacturers of hybrid cars to introduce a sound-making function that alerts passersby to the presence of a vehicle.

"Blind people depend on sounds when they walk, but there are no engine sounds from hybrid vehicles when running at low speed," the transport ministry official said.

The world's most popular hybrid, the Prius, was launched by Toyota in 1997.

Paul Nolasco, a spokesman for Toyota Motor in Tokyo, told the BBC it had no immediate plans to add noise-making devices to the hybrid vehicles.

"But if it becomes a social concern, it is something we will have to address", Mr Nolasco added.

Read about the North American company that are selling scooters for far more:

Source: CNN News, http://edition.cnn.com/2009/TECH/04/20/eco.electricscooter/index.html[/u]

Vectrix Electrics is another company that has been developing electric scooters, so far selling only in North America and Europe. While the performance of its scooters is comparable to KLD's, their models sell at a much higher price tag around $11,000. Earlier this month Vectrix reported financial difficulties and has been forced to make staff cuts.

I do actually like electric scooters, I like anything that's good for the environment. But it's increasingly annoying when authorities here don't actually realise what is important when riding one.

Anyway, that's my rant.

I'm off to the football.

Love.
Cat.

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Languages tag:travellerspoint.com,2009-06-26:/blog/?domain=catattack&thisblog_entryid=38&entryid=165969 2009-07-05T06:18:15Z 2009-06-26T13:57:35Z When an Australian lives in Vietnam with a Brazilian, there's always some sort of issue with language. I find myself at many times in situations where there will be three or more languages being thrown around the dinner table. One couple that I know (Brazilian man, Vietnamese woman) speak alternately between Vietnamese and English (he speaks good Vietnamese and low level/ok English), with a bit of Portuguese in there too. At a barbecue the other night (with only Brazilians + me ... When an Australian lives in Vietnam with a Brazilian, there's always some sort of issue with language. I find myself at many times in situations where there will be three or more languages being thrown around the dinner table. One couple that I know (Brazilian man, Vietnamese woman) speak alternately between Vietnamese and English (he speaks good Vietnamese and low level/ok English), with a bit of Portuguese in there too.

At a barbecue the other night (with only Brazilians + me + baby Ryan whom I can sneakily teach to speak English with me!), I found myself speaking three languages in one sentence. Without even trying.

Someone asked me if I spoke Vietnamese, and I ended up saying without noticing "I fala.....(thinking of Portuguese word for little).......chut chut".
Direct translation - I speak little.
I - English
fala - "speak" in Portuguese
chut chut - "little" in Vietnamese (after not remembering little in P.)

So, in conclusion, can I just make up my own language??

It's easy for me, because I'm an English speaker, but I've never had any exposure before to other languages. I quit Indonesian in Year 9, and never learnt anything new after. But I'm learning now. And it's great great fun.

Vietnamese is an extremely difficult language for those interested. Three letters e.g. "anh" can mean 6 different things depending on how you say it PLUS, it is also a name for a girl. The name "Thuy" for a girl, has three ways of saying it, and it's owners like to correct you when you don't say their name with the correct tone.

I have sort of been on and off learning Portuguese a little bit here and there over the last few months, but only just this week I'm really getting serious about it. I've downloaded audio/video lessons, and made cool fun flashcard things (being the highly organised person I tend to be). I've even thought of some games that I can play, which I am excited about, so I don't care how nerdy it is.

Raphael has learnt his English purely himself (not even a year ago did he start learning), with one small pocket book, and lots and lots of music (read: hip hop). While were on the topic of hip hop, if you thought American hip hop/rap music is full of violence, drugs, and bad role models (which it is), listen to Brazilian rap and you'll have new insight into an even more extreme version of the above.

He is an excellent English speaker, but of course, like any new language, there are questions and misunderstandings.

Here's an example of a scenario we were in at Big C the other day:

R: Baby, what does "????" mean?
C: What's the word? (with confusion)
R: "????"
C: How do you write it?
R: B-U-S-T-W
C: Baby, that's not a word.
R: Yes it is! It's in the song.
C: "the" song?! What song?

On further research, the word is simply "bust", sung in "Bust it" by Plies feat. Neyo. Considering I don't know anybody with an interest in this music, I don't really expect anyone to watch it!

I had no idea what the word means, but I've just looked it up now in the useful "Urban Dictionary", however I'm not going to repeat the definitions here. I don't think it's even worth figuring out how to translate these American gangster slang words, considering I'm not going to use them in everyday language. Funnily enough, Raphael did ask me one day what "hood" means (from a song). I said it is the hat part of a jumper, but another new definition would be someone's house or territory. Well that's I think. As long as he doesn't go telling people to "come to our hood". I politely explained not to use that word in normal conversation.

While Portuguese is considerably easier than Vietnamese, there are still a few rules that are really difficult to master.
- You need to change the ending vowel sound in a word depending on if you are male or female.
- Some nouns are considered feminine, while some are considered male. When I was learning about this today, I learnt that a plate is considered feminine, and a table is considered male. Maybe I'm totally wrong, but I just don't undesrtand. On the other hand, a car is masculine and a house is feminine. Ok, that's more believable, but come on! Since when are pure, concrete, tangible objects gender classified?

Before I bore you with the gritty linguistics of Portuguese, listen to this beautiful song, sung in Brazilian Portuguese and English.

"Boa Sorte/Good luck" by Ben Harper and Vanessa de Mata.

I have been learning the Portuguese lyrics, and I don't even need to translate it myself, as Ben Harper sings the direct translation after the Portuguese. It's a beautiful song, and I love Vanessa de Mata. She is from Rio de Janeiro.

I will go back to Vietnamese for a minute, and the silly situations I find myself in with the language. For those of you who don't know, when Vietnamese people see a white face, they mostly won't listen to what you say, even if it's Vietnamese. Thus, your attempts to speak their language fail miserably.

Here is a common scenario I find myself in at the markets:

Marketeer: Helloooooo
C: Xin Chao
after collection of all fruit/vegetables, they proceed to add up the amounts and write it down on a piece of paper to show me.
C: Khong khong khong! Bao nhieu tien?!!! (no.... how much money?)
M: xx,xxx Dong
C: Cam on Chi (thankyou ma'am).................soooooooo.......... Ten la gi? (what's your name?)
M: Ten la Xuong/Phuoc/Thuy/Giang/Trang etc and so forth
C: Ten la Cat. Same same "mew" Tieng Viet (My name is Cat. The same to "mew" in Vietnamese).
The point here is to explain that my name in Vietnamese is a cat ("mew" in Vietnamese).
M: ......... looks dumbfoundedly.
C: gives up, brushing it off. Pays, says goodbye knowing that the next time we meet they will have forgotten my name or just call me "Casss".

I've learnt my lesson now not to give this pointless instruction in how my name is Cat, as in the cat the animal.

Oh well, maybe Brazil will understand.

Love.
Cat.

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These are a few of my favourite things...... tag:travellerspoint.com,2009-06-14:/blog/?domain=catattack&thisblog_entryid=37&entryid=164485 2009-06-15T04:16:06Z 2009-06-15T04:16:06Z Due to my severe lack of musical ability, I could not think of more appropriate lyrics that were actually related to Da Nang, so I just left the original lyrics. I have made a list of things that I love in this city, businesses, people and past-times. Christie's Cool Spot We refer to Christie's as the "Australian restaurant", as apparently it was once owned by an Australian. If that is true, I have no idea. The Australian restaurant offers a huge menu ... Due to my severe lack of musical ability, I could not think of more appropriate lyrics that were actually related to Da Nang, so I just left the original lyrics. I have made a list of things that I love in this city, businesses, people and past-times.

Christie's Cool Spot

We refer to Christie's as the "Australian restaurant", as apparently it was once owned by an Australian. If that is true, I have no idea. The Australian restaurant offers a huge menu of food, from Vietnamese to Western, Japanese to European. The food is quick, English is excellent, and the prices are not expensive. They make a deliciously huge fresh orange juice.

My Khe Beach

The beach within 2 minutes walking of our house, is quiet and uncrowded during the day, then extremely packed from 4pm onwards. Stretching miles and miles down to China Beach and then to Hoi An, who could wish for better natural scenery at their doorstep.

Son Tra Peninsula

LIterally a big mountain overlooking My Khe Beach which also prevents strong winds causing rips in the water. If you drive up and up and up the road, you will just get better and better views, until you hit what looks like a secret headquarters of a massive international company. From there, back away before the cameras get you (experience only tells).

Furama Swimming Pool

The main pool is a big square shape, with a waterfall into the baby pool, looking directly at the beach. You've got swiming pool, beach, mountains all in one, and it's not normally very busy either (literally nobody else except on the weekends). For $10, you can laze by the pool all day, but I don't like the extremely expensive food or drinks which are generally below par for such a fine establishment. The jet ski is $40 for 30 minutes, which is heaps of time to have a lot of fun out in the open sea with nobody around, and no instruction beforehand in safety or rules either. Just wear the lifejacket, this is go, this is stop. Woooo!!

Do'Ro Spa

I have only been to Do'ro once, but it was just magnificent. I had a 75 minute facial for 200,000 Dong ($14 AUD), complete with ultra clean rooms, professional and well spoken (English) staff, well compared to a salon in Australia. They even operated this high tec machines on my face, I don't actually know what they were doing, but I'm sure that would cost alot back home. I am looking forward to there full body massage at 100,000 D and there body scrubs. For that price in Hanoi, the service and quality is nothing like here.

Chi Lang stadium and "bong da"

Da Nang draws in the biggest crowds for football games in all of Vietnam's stadiums. Da Nang is currently the number 1 team, and recent home games are pulling in crowds of 35000 people. The atmosphere is just so exciting, especially now that Da Nang is the top team. The constant overplaying of Ricky Martin's "Cup of Life" just makes you laugh, and the constant stares when a foreigner screams in excitement, are just ignored. The 20 year old security boys guard the barriers between the field and crowd, while really itching to be able to watch the game.

My house rooftop

On the roof of our house, we have a magnificent views of Son Tra Peninsula and the beach, plus on the west side, the city.

The cool evenings

Evening though it's stinking hot in the day right now, at around 4pm it begins to cool down, and the nights are comfortbaly mild, perfect for any night time activity.

Skype

With this magniicent piece of technology, I can speak to anybody in the world with visual image for free. That's all I need to say about that.

The market

If you go to Hanoi's busy markets, prices are inflated for tourists, if you even go to Danang's central market, prices are inflated, but if you go to the market in my street, the prices are cheaper than anywhere. I can buy fresh fruit and vegetables at a cheap price, plus have a (restricted) pleasant conversation with the sellers. They are very friendly and they now know me as a local, but probably more as Raphael's girlfriend.

Those are a few of my favourite things......

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Heat Wave tag:travellerspoint.com,2009-06-11:/blog/?domain=catattack&thisblog_entryid=36&entryid=164016 2009-06-13T03:46:48Z 2009-06-13T03:46:48Z I have begun writing articles on a travel website for Vietnam (www.travelvietnaminfo.com). I have written articles on both Da Nang and Ninh Binh cities, and am currently working on an article for the Mekong Delta in Southern Vietnam. Read the article on Da Nang, and maybe you will be tempted to visit...... While the hot weather strikes this city, Da Nang is experiencing a series of power outages. In Hanoi, they are excused as "sheduled maintenance", however I'm not sure why ... I have begun writing articles on a travel website for Vietnam (www.travelvietnaminfo.com). I have written articles on both Da Nang and Ninh Binh cities, and am currently working on an article for the Mekong Delta in Southern Vietnam. Read the article on Da Nang, and maybe you will be tempted to visit......

While the hot weather strikes this city, Da Nang is experiencing a series of power outages. In Hanoi, they are excused as "sheduled maintenance", however I'm not sure why maintenance must take place during the hottest months. Our house shares the corner with the street's electricity pole, so every power out, we must listen to a bunch of people gathered around our house attempting to fix the electricity. Sometimes, there is even a generator placed literally next to our window, which creates a real sense of serenity. Some workers have even stepped into our home (open door) to look at the pole from a different angle (out our window).

With the changing weather, Vietnam's summer fruit have really come into season. Fruit such as "mang cut" (mangosteen) are deliciously sweet with a small hint of citrus. Also star fruit is lining the market stalls, although I have never tried it. "Mit" (jackfruit) is very common, although it is so sweet I just can't handle it, plus it's sold in markets pre-cut and not so hygenic. Of course "nuoc dua" (coconut juice) drunken from the actual coconut is popular, along with "nuoc mia" (sugarcane drink) which is drunken by locals walking to and from the beach in the evenings.

I have become friends with a young girl who lives across the road. Her English is ok, but she has a tendency to say "you" instead of "I" or "me" which normally creates confusion. She adores both of us, and loves to pop over whenever she's home. I help her with her English homework, which is incredibly boring worksheets, and rather difficult (e.g. pages of pronunciation questions). Pronunciation I think is the hardest part of learning English for Vietnamese students, so it's good that I can help her with it. She is only 14, so I'm sure she will improve greatly by the time she graduates.

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In other news, SHB Da Nang sits on top of the V-League ladder (http://english.vietnamnet.vn/sports/2009/05/848899/), however most of Pleiku city's team lies in hospital with apparent swine flu (http://www.saigon-gpdaily.com.vn/Health/2009/6/71567/). Up until a few days ago, there were less than 10 swine flu cases in Vietnam, and now the entire team is hospitalised. Sunday's match would be believe it, is still going ahead. Da Nang have held the top spot the entire year, and are 7 points ahead of team number 2. If they win the entire championship, they will get the opportunity to represent Vietnam in the Asia Cup, against other Asian teams and also Australia, depending on who qualifies.

I filmed a video down beach road, near my house so you can get an idea of my district. I had included some commentary, but there was too much background noise, so I covered it with music.

Love.
Cat.

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Úc tag:travellerspoint.com,2009-05-11:/blog/?domain=catattack&thisblog_entryid=35&entryid=160829 2009-05-11T09:01:22Z 2009-05-11T09:01:22Z I find myself back on home turf after 10 months. Before departing the warmth (ok, the extreme heat) and the homely noises (ok, the crazy traffic) I made a mental list of the things that would seem strange to me being in the Western, English-speaking, and somewhat "civilised" country of Australia. None of the things on my list really occured. I thought that I would be "SHOCKED" by the quiet roads, "SHOCKED" by the presence of structured road rules, "SHOCKED" by ... I find myself back on home turf after 10 months. Before departing the warmth (ok, the extreme heat) and the homely noises (ok, the crazy traffic) I made a mental list of the things that would seem strange to me being in the Western, English-speaking, and somewhat "civilised" country of Australia.

None of the things on my list really occured. I thought that I would be "SHOCKED" by the quiet roads, "SHOCKED" by the presence of structured road rules, "SHOCKED" by the open space and gardens, and "SHOCKED" by the numerous white faces, blonde hair, and "fashionable fashion". I wasn't shocked, just adjusted. I slid back into routine on the first day but oh, after slicing with death crossing Camberwell Junction with no real worry about the traffic.

Everything is just normal. Vietnam feels normal, Australia feels normal. So where exactly is my home? Of course Melbourne is my home for life, where my family are, where my school friends are, where the familiar streets are; but I've found myself calling Vietnam, "my home". When I'm in Vietnam, Australia is "my home". My heart is in Melbourne, my heart is in Vietnam. Maybe little pieces of my heart will be scattered around the world, after I continue my travels and find myself in all sorts of cities.

I guess that question is made that smallest bit harder, when your family (the people you love forever) are in one country, and another person (who you fall in love with) is in another country. Then it's made even harder, when that person is from a totally different country alltogether.

Aaaaah.....such is life.

My time "back home" has been great. I've surprised my father at his door, seen friends I've been missing, and even met the daughter of my fruit and vegetables market retailer in Danang. I have had a ball being with my family, and really enjoyed cuddling my many pets.

Thursday night I depart this country with many random bits and pieces that I cannot buy in Vietnam, plus a few koala's and kangaroos. Let's hope my baggage isn't too overweight.

I am confident that my heart will lead me to another fantastic country, on another exhilirating adventure.

Love.
Cat.

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Thailand tag:travellerspoint.com,2009-04-01:/blog/?domain=catattack&thisblog_entryid=34&entryid=156877 2009-04-23T02:09:57Z 2009-04-23T02:09:57Z So my memories of Thailand consist of staying in a 5 star resort in Hua Hin, followed by 2 or possibly 3 days in Bangkok. A city which I remember being incredibly polluted, too busy, too hot, and generally "too everything". But that was back in, 2000? Plus, I was only 12, maybe my small size contributed to thinking everything was "too busy", "too big" etc. I came to Thailand with an excitement for Ko Samet, our chosen island, but that same ... So my memories of Thailand consist of staying in a 5 star resort in Hua Hin, followed by 2 or possibly 3 days in Bangkok. A city which I remember being incredibly polluted, too busy, too hot, and generally "too everything".
But that was back in, 2000? Plus, I was only 12, maybe my small size contributed to thinking everything was "too busy", "too big" etc.

I came to Thailand with an excitement for Ko Samet, our chosen island, but that same excitement didn't wear for Bangkok. I already had pre-judged the city with my opinion from 9 years prior.

My 2 friends and I, Jon and Zaria, hopped on an Air Asia flight (yes, with a $0 airfare), over the landlocked country of Laos, and flew into Bangkok 2 hours later. We had decided earlier to go to Ko Samet first, then Bangkok second.

So after arranging a taxi to Ban Phe, a ferry to Ko Samet island, and a jeep taxi to our hotel, we had arrived at our villa.

Our 2 and a bit days at Ko Samet consisted of lazing on the beach, swimming in the high content salt water, and playing with the beautiful puppies.

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Night times consisted of eating/drinking at one of the many bars sprawled on the beach, playing soccer on the sand, and just having fun.

And of course, typically Asian, Jon experienced some foods that weren't exactly to his liking!

Aborigine vs. Aubergine.

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On Friday we went on a snorkelling expedition. At first I was really scared when we got in the water, because it was so deep and swimming in deep water in the ocean frazzled me a little. But, a lifejacket fixed that and I was ok after I got used to it. That's as far as my "extreme" water sporting goes. Don't force me into a scuba diving outfit and oxygen tank!!

The sunset on the west side of the island was magnificent, and got to spend more time in the warm water.

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Leaving the sun, the surfie dogs that frequented the beach, and the opportunity to tan was dissapointing, but it was still an adventure getting from one place to another.

Leaving the island, we caught a boat back to the mainland, and a bus into Bangkok.

So with my "too busy, too big, too polluted" mentality in mind, we drove into a city that appeared cleaner, with wider roads, not much pollution, busy yes, but not crazy traffic and electronic billboards and large modern buildings. My memories started to fade away into what had become this international city booming with tourism, with good infrastructure and road rules that were followed. The city was just bliss. The three of us "New Hanoians" were all keenly impressed on this modern city quite quite different to the communist, highly conservative and sometimes frustrating country of Vietnam. Teenagers paved the streets wearing Converse shoes, and sporting purple hair, while homosexuals could be openly gay. What a free country! It was just so............ COOL!!!!

A tuk tuk into the city

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A vegetarian Thai cooking class at May Kaidee's - http://www.maykaidee.com/

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General order on the roads

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And of course shopping

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Made Roadtrip 2009 (via modes of boat, bus, taxi and plane) awesoooooooooooooooooooooooome.

Love.
Cat.

P.S. Please read this article in the Vietnam News about Son Tra Peninsula. It is a big mountain peninsula which we occassionally drive up as it brings in beautiful views of Danang and it's beaches. It is now untouched by tourists (Danang is boring to tourists), but somehow I think that in 5ish years, there will be tourists swarming this mountain.
Let's pray that this won't happen.

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Tales of Danang tag:travellerspoint.com,2009-03-07:/blog/?domain=catattack&thisblog_entryid=1&entryid=154311 2009-03-07T16:08:03Z 2009-03-07T16:08:03Z So you should know that I'm not working right now. I get up, do whatever, go out for a bit, hang round the house, watch HBO or StarWorld, clean the windows, spray the cockroaches until their dead (this is Vietnam, there are cockroaches wherever you live), clean the windows again, climb the four flights of stairs for fitness, walk to..... the beach?, cook dinner, wash the dishes, and go to bed. Oh, and somewhere in between all those things, I ... So you should know that I'm not working right now. I get up, do whatever, go out for a bit, hang round the house, watch HBO or StarWorld, clean the windows, spray the cockroaches until their dead (this is Vietnam, there are cockroaches wherever you live), clean the windows again, climb the four flights of stairs for fitness, walk to..... the beach?, cook dinner, wash the dishes, and go to bed. Oh, and somewhere in between all those things, I see my boyfriend, talk to him, call him, text him, because of course, we share the house. Oh, and also read and respond to emails (and when I say respond I mean respond to the ones that I can be bothered responding to, as of now 10:27pm I have 31 unread emails in my inbox).

So in amongst my incredibly busy days, I can just observe. I have many windows in the house, at different angles providing bird's eye view on anything and everything. One major thing that is rather unsettling to say the least, is the siren. The siren that makes me feel like a character in a World War II action/thriller/drama movie. While it rings (what's the sound verb for a siren, surely it can't be "rings"????) I pretend to be a frightened mother trying to gather her children down into the war bunker under the house. The bunker being the landlord's Suzuki Viva 100CC motorbike sitting in the middle of the kitchen. And when the sound stops, I relax and go back to killing the cockroaches.

Mmmmmm, my fun (and some exercise) for the day.

Can anyone provide speculation on this mystery siren? It goes usually twice a day, sometimes only once. My boyfriend suggested it is a Tsunami-is-coming warning.

I was not impressed by this suggestion, I find re-enacting the role of a 1940s housewife during war bombings is more dramatic than pretending to be hit by a massive wave of water, and......drowning.

We met some children yesterday. French speaking children. They didn't even bother to say "Hello" but bit the bullet and went straight to "Bonjour" and "com sava" (my severe apologies, I cannot write French). They just totally assumed we were French speakers, I proceeded with "Bonjour", and "sava" hoping that the response to how are you is simply "sava". Then I spoke really fast in English hoping that they would think I was speaking French but too fluent for them to understand. They just looked at me dumbfoundedly like I was a mad woman off on a tangent about how her husband didn't do the dishes like she told him to earlier. (sorry again, stupid metaphor).

Anyway, the children were very cute with their French tongue, and like my fruit and vegetable family and my landlord's who also speak French I am totally curious about how Danang has become a city of French second language, rather than English, like in Hanoi. Hanoi has had more French influence I had thought? My landlord's daughter teaches French at a bilingual Vietnamese-French primary school.

Are there many bilingual schools back in Australia? I know one primary school in Camberwell who also teach classes in French but that is all. When I have children, my children will be bi, tri, quad lingual (!!!!!) by the age of 3. Ok, that's exaggerated considering I couldn't even speak English before the age of 3. BUT, I would love it if my children could learn at least one second language when they are young. If I had any regrets, it would be that I didn't keep up a language at school. People ask me why my (ex) 2 year old students would need to learn English at such a young age. But, my goodness, it can accelerate a child in so many ways. I've seen it with my own eyes.

So moving on from the power of communication in this world of thousands of different languages, let's discuss food!!! Yay, food. Food provides me the sustenance and energy to walk up the many stairs in the house, to spray the Raid on the cockroaches and to peel the potatoes.

So a visit to the market the other day was so much easier than I thought. No haggling required, and I can even just speak in Vietnamese to figure out the prices of things per kilo. No crazy-lets-double-the-price-for-this-money-belt-and-phrasebook-carrying-white-tourist, but rather a lovely welcome, wide selection and attentive service. I will be going back to this woman again. However, I won't be going back to the woman next to her, who decided not to give me my change. I paid 50,000VND for a 10,000VND bunch of tomatoes and cucumbers, and by the time I had put the bags on the motorbike and gone back, she had moved on to another customer. I politely asked for my money, and she pretended like I was crazy and trying to steal her money. Anyway, I got the change back but only half of it, thinking she could keep the rest as a tip. Well I don't know about you, but giving a tip of 20,000VND on a 10,000VND purchase seems a little crazy. So I said no, and got it all back. Normally I wouldn't comment on this type of thing as I've been in Vietnam over 7 months, but the one thing I am really sick of, is being assumed I have lots of money because I am white. Plus, assuming tips from change is, in my opinion, such a bad thing to do. It makes me want to refund the goods and walk off. Ok, I will stop my rant here.

After my first week in Danang, I am very much impressed, much rested, and slightly more crazy.

Love.
Cat.

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Beaching it: New Lifestyles & Celebrity Status tag:travellerspoint.com,2009-03-03:/blog/?domain=catattack&thisblog_entryid=32&entryid=153805 2009-03-04T05:58:36Z 2009-03-04T05:55:32Z Danang is a city of just under one million people, but still the fourth biggest city in Vietnam. I've mentioned this city in previous posts, and you should know that I like it. It is a port city, situated on the Han River, adjacent to the beach. Check out the cities comprehensive website (in English!) which will give you some more information - http://www.danang.gov.vn/home/view.asp?id=116. For a little information on Danang's involvement in the Vietnam/American War, check out http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Da_Nang. I've moved into ... Danang is a city of just under one million people, but still the fourth biggest city in Vietnam. I've mentioned this city in previous posts, and you should know that I like it. It is a port city, situated on the Han River, adjacent to the beach. Check out the cities comprehensive website (in English!) which will give you some more information - http://www.danang.gov.vn/home/view.asp?id=116.

For a little information on Danang's involvement in the Vietnam/American War, check out http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Da_Nang.

I've moved into a local neighbourhood with my boyfriend, 10 minutes from the centre by motorbike. Upon entry, we are immediate celebrities. Put two Westerner's together, and you get sudden and sometimes unwanted celebrity status. Also, for those of you who know what line of work my boyfriend does, you would understand when I say that almost everyone knows his name. Haven't decided if I actually like this yet. The great thing is, is that everyone likes to say hello, and we have some lovely Vietnamese landlord's who speak fluent French and their children speak good English. They live right next door.

The shop across the street sells all kinds of vegetables, chilli, coriander, lettuce, potatoes, onions, cucumber, tomatoes, eggs and fresh pineapples. We have already bought a delectable spread of fresh produce for 40,000 VND. They also speak fluent French. Not sure why the 2 neighbours we have do actually speak French but it's one difference between Hanoi. Maybe it's just coincidence. I really do look forward to having a good relationship with the shop women, who don't rip us off at all, but I'm willing to give a tip.

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The beach is only a 10 minute walk.

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And the view from our rooftop terrace on the fourth floor is lovely....

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It's not too hot right now, but hot enough for air conditioning. I do actually dread the hot summer that occurs here in Vietnam every year wherever you are in the country.

I look forward to adapting to a new lifestyle on the beach, new friends (but will never be beaten by my Hanoians), and positive change.

Love.
Cat.

P.S. If you would like photos of my house, please send me an email and I will email you the link for the album.

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Two Cultures, Two New Years tag:travellerspoint.com,2009-02-14:/blog/?domain=catattack&thisblog_entryid=31&entryid=150247 2009-03-07T16:14:54Z 2009-02-15T02:07:34Z Despite being one of the most important nights in Melbourne and other parts of the Western World, the 31st December 2008 wasn't particularly interesting enough for me to discuss in detail here. A few drinks at a favourite bar, preceded a fake (late) countdown, and discussions with people in our group from Zambia, South Africa and Canada proved the most interesting part of my night. However, I did have my closest friends with me, plus my boyfriend who flew up to ... Despite being one of the most important nights in Melbourne and other parts of the Western World, the 31st December 2008 wasn't particularly interesting enough for me to discuss in detail here.

A few drinks at a favourite bar, preceded a fake (late) countdown, and discussions with people in our group from Zambia, South Africa and Canada proved the most interesting part of my night. However, I did have my closest friends with me, plus my boyfriend who flew up to Hanoi for a night, as his training schedule was lax the following day.

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For the short January wedged between Western New Years and Vietnamese New Years, work seemed to be just a countdown to Tet (Vietnamese NY).

In my school, staff played and sang (constantly)

“Tet tet tet tet den roi”,

a famous Tet song.

“Tet tet tet tet is coming”.

Tet arts and crafts, Tet based maths activities, and Tet “discussions” in English with my three year olds.

Tet in Vietnam is the most important social and family public holiday of the year. The national holiday is officially 3 days, however Tet celebrations tend to span 10 days or more. Families save money, store food, and buy new clothes in advance. The New Year symbolises change, a new start, and the beginning of Spring. Families come together to celebrate the beginning of the lunar calendar, and the start of something new and good. Debts are to be paid off, to rid oneself of all bad feelings. Since the majority (80%) of Hanoians are not originally from Hanoi, markets and shops close up, so workers can go home to their hometown to spend Tet with their loved ones.

Pre 1995, New Year Eve involved many firecrackers used by any person that could by one. However after many injuries and deaths each year, the government banned them, so a quieter Tet seemed to be in order.

I like the celebration of Tet here. Families come together, really think about the following year and make goals and plans (unlike our “resolutions” that tend to fail). Tet blossom trees could be seen all around Hanoi, on motorbikes, outside homes, in pots, which made the streets a lot brighter.

I received 3 invitations from Vietnamese friends to celebrate Tet with them. However I had already organised to visit Danang, and Hoi An during my 10 days off.

This was my second time in Danang, but again, I absolutely loved it. To experience a modern (in comparison to Hanoi), and quiet (because of Tet) city situated right on the beach was just unbelievable. The weather was fantastic, there weren't too many people around, and I had the chance to relax (I even got a massage!), and spend time with my boyfriend.

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Hoi An was lovely. The weather was significantly hotter, despite being only 30 minutes motorbike south of Danang. Hundreds of tourists filled the streets of the old ancient town, which made it incredibly crowded, however I did still appreciate the two days while there.

The beach was beautiful, but being a very white Australian with a dark American girl, we became more of a spectator sport. Plus, wearing normal Western swimwear, we were severely juxtapositioned against Vietnamese teenagers sporting long sleeved pants and tops, facemasks and motorbike helmets running along the sand screaming at any sign of water touching their body.

Another day in Vietnam, another extreme clash in culture.

The Vietnamese now feel rested and relaxed after being with their family for almost 2 weeks. I hope you feel afresh and new with the beginning of 2009.

Make a goal, or a plan for the year, and keep it.

But then again, I guess you never know what will happen, or who you will meet, that could change anything or everything in your life.

Love.
Cat.

P.S. To all those affected by the bushfires, I hope that you will recover. There has been a massive outpour of donations and help, so let's hope that Victoria and other affected areas can start rebuilding as soon as possible.
Here are some photos of the grass at my home back in Melbourne. The first now, the second, a few years ago.

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Winter In Hanoi tag:travellerspoint.com,2009-01-06:/blog/?domain=catattack&thisblog_entryid=29&entryid=143756 2009-01-06T14:41:02Z 2009-01-06T14:41:02Z I arrived back from Cambodia with a slight tan, after enjoying five days of hot weather. But it was back to fairly average weather in Hanoi. At work I had to prepare all sorts of Christmas games and dances, for the Christmas parties (three, in fact) that my school was holding for the kids and parents. For my 2's class, the Little Ducks, I choreagraphed a dance to the Wiggles song "Romp Bomp a Stomp". They were pretty cute when ... I arrived back from Cambodia with a slight tan, after enjoying five days of hot weather. But it was back to fairly average weather in Hanoi. At work I had to prepare all sorts of Christmas games and dances, for the Christmas parties (three, in fact) that my school was holding for the kids and parents. For my 2's class, the Little Ducks, I choreagraphed a dance to the Wiggles song "Romp Bomp a Stomp". They were pretty cute when they performed on the night, but three or four kids were sick (fortunately the kids that were there were the "better" ones, and I really needed them to "gel" the performance, you know what I mean?). Here are some pics of the night, and the photo of me, would you believe it, was taken by Bob, one of my 2 year old English students.

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As seen in my previous post written by Mum, she came to Hanoi for two weeks mid December. It was really nice having her over, showing her the kindergarten I work at, apartment, regular routine, and introducing her to my friends. So, family and friends, come to Hanoi! All my friends have mentioned to me that she is "pretty chilled" and "really cool". But I already knew that.....

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My birthday was great. I had dinner at Green Mango Restaurant, where I held the fundraiser back in November. Just a few friends for dinner, and some expensive bottles of wine. But, it was lovely, I had a ball......

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Christmas was nice. It was my first Christmas away from family, and first Christmas during winter. So it was pretty funky. My boyfriend and I spent the day together, just doing all sorts of non traditional "Christmas" activities. I was pretty happy with the giant bear that I got from him though. When I mean giant, I mean giant.....

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I visited St Joseph's Cathedral that day, considering I missed midnight mass. I like the contrast between my purple winter coat and the big door!

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New Years was good. Apart from the fact that when we were in Roots Bar, no-one knew when it was midnight. So we did a fake countdown. Still effective. Didn't get home very late, nor did I drink, due to the fact that all recent relationships with even the smallest amounts of alcohol have made me a little sick. But I still had fun with my friends, one of which is going back to the States in a few days :(:(

I loved having New Years Day off, and my boyfriend even came to Hanoi for one day because he did not have to work. So that was awesome, so we hung out with our friends, all of us extremely tired, and some extremely hungoer.

So today, having the worst cold due to the weather, and only working in the morning, I've been lying in bed trying to keep warm watching Sex and the City re-runs drinking Artichoke tea (ok it sounds disgusting but it's popular here and I love it).

It's 8:30, haven't eaten, no food in the house and have no energy to even get out of bed. I'm sure I'll survive.

So the last month of 2008 was great. Lots of reasons to celebrate, however my man did move down to Danang, so that's one reason not to celebrate. However things do change, whether you like it or not.

My plans for 2009? Who knows...... Not sure where this year will take me. I want to stay in Hanoi until at least July, possibly even longer. I need to enrol in a new Vietnamese language course, but it is so so difficult, and I don't find it particularly interesting anymore, but I will. I want to learn a little Portuguese also. I want to continue working where I am, because I love it, and I am incredibly attached to my students. I want to stay with them at least until the school year's out. I am currently looking for a new apartment, somewhere closer to the centre, but still close to work. Oh, and I want to save an undisclosed amount by the time I leave Hanoi, which is certainly achievable.

The Vietnamese New Year and a celebration of family and tradition, comes at the end of January. My school closes for ten days, so I will visit Hoi An with my girlfriend, maybe get some dresses made, and then go to Danang to visit the boyfriend.

2008 has been challenging, good times and bad, I've met lots of people, formed new friendships and relationships, travelled far, and achieved a lot.

Farewell 2008! But bring on 2009......I'm ready.

Oh, and no comments about the amount of weight I have put on! I am aware of it, and do not need reminding!

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Cam Pu Chia - The Khmer Rouge, Street Children and Tourism tag:travellerspoint.com,2008-12-30:/blog/?domain=catattack&thisblog_entryid=27&entryid=140624 2008-12-30T17:51:01Z 2008-12-30T17:51:01Z The Khmer Empire used to rule most of Thailand, Laos and what is now Cambodia during the Angkor Period. It was a large Empire, mighty and prosperous. In 1975, the group known as the Khmer Rouge imprisoned, tortured and executed up to 2 million Cambodians, injured millions of others, and put the clocks back to the year zero. Cambodians saw 30 years of war, bloodshed, political instability and severe poverty. When they were driven out of Phnom Penh by the Vietnamese ... The Khmer Empire used to rule most of Thailand, Laos and what is now Cambodia during the Angkor Period. It was a large Empire, mighty and prosperous.

In 1975, the group known as the Khmer Rouge imprisoned, tortured and executed up to 2 million Cambodians, injured millions of others, and put the clocks back to the year zero. Cambodians saw 30 years of war, bloodshed, political instability and severe poverty. When they were driven out of Phnom Penh by the Vietnamese in 1979, they had left 2 landmines for every single Cambodian.

Today Cambodia is one othe poorest countries in its region, but opening up more and more every day to tourists. Tourism brings in dollars for the economy, creates more jobs, and I guess creates a sense of pride for the Cambodian people who some (still alive) have known only hardship. But there's always the ugly side - child exploitation, foreigners creating a sex tourism industry, the creation of a casino culture, and a reliance on tourists for income.

The encouraging thing is that Cambodia is still (slowly but surely) recovering. With such a young history of genocide along with other regions as Rwanda, Bosnia and Darfur, it's easy to understand how it remains poorer than El Salvador and Mongolia, and ranking lowly on the corruption ranking.

I visited Siem Reap at the beginning of December for 5 days, and what an experience it was.

The original purpose of the trip was to go over for a couple of days for the Angkor Wat International Half Marathon, but it ended up being a little bit of a holiday.

I liked Siem Reap because it is small. I'm sure Phnom Penh is rather different. But because it's so small there are tourists basically everywhere.

Upon first arrival I did what every tourist does - compare to their home country/city. But I didn't compare to Melbourne, I compared to Hanoi. It is in many ways similar to Hanoi:

- the quality of the roads are similar, except most of Hanoi's roads are well sealed and maintained.
- lots of rubbish on the streets and no footpaths.
- many many hotels and guesthouses everywhere, lots of tourists around.
- people stare!
- offerings to buy things such as postcards etc. and offerings for services such as taxi's and motorbikes.
- big divide between local shops (street food for example) and tourist shops and restaurants.
- traffic chaos

But upon closer observation, I found many differences between the two countries:

- many many children. Not with families, but many children alone, barefeet, scavenging for food. I guess you can relate this to the many killings during the Khmer Rouge only 30 years ago, many of the older generations were literally "wiped out".
- bigger divide between rich (foreigners) and poor (locals). An example of this would be while tourists eat an "expensive" $4 lunch, a boy of no older than ten in a wheelchair with no legs approaches and offers to sell a postcard. This is no exaggeration.
- the locals tended to be friendlier in that they liked to talk and have a chat. Also, most of them smiled at you first.
- the amount of English in Siem Reap absolutely astounded me! Both children and adults spoke English very well, not just in the tourist centre but a litle bit further out and there was still English signs and English speaking staff. This is great for the Cambodian people in terms of development.
- it's not illegal to not wear a helmet while on a motorbike.

Ok, so you're probably wondering why I'm drawing comparisons between 'nam and Cambodia. Well, my reason is simple - before I went to Cambodia I thought that it would be basically the same as Vietnam, just with different history. It's a fairly ignorant mindset, but it's what I thought. Some of you may not have been to either countries, but I think it's interesting to read other people's observations about their travels.

The two countries have had a very important relationship throughout history; back to the First Indochina War when they both allied against the French, up until the final Vietnamese Invasion of Phnom Penh before the fall of the Khmer Rouge.

I'll make reference to Pol Pot, the leader of the Khmer Rouge:

"Although it was indigenous, Pol Pot's revolution would not have won power without U.S. economic and military destabilization of Cambodia, which began in 1966 after the American escalation in next-door Vietnam and peak in 1969-1973 with the carpet bombing of Cambodia's countryside by American B-52s. This was probably the most important single factor to Pol Pot's rise." (Ben Kiernan, "The Pol Pot Regime", 2002).

Enter the U.S.A. (Where would we be without them?).

The U.S.A. used Cambodian territory to fight the Vietnamese communists. The Khmer Rouge vowed never to be likethe Viet Cong and aimed to develop a different type of communism modelled moreso the policies of the People's Republic of China. The Khmer Rouge and Vietnamese forces fought for a long time over territory, and the Khmer Rouge killed hundreds of Vietnamese civilians in Cambodia. The Vietnamese, without Soviet support, could not hold troops in Cambodia after the end of the Cold War.

Like so many countries with shocking histories such as Cambodia, the affects of war are still seen today. I've only visited one city there for only 5 days, but you can still see the brutality created. Seeing adults with no legs, children with no clothing, food, sores and deformities on their face forces you to confront the harsh reality that the people once had to face.

So, after the 5 days I was armed with five books on the history of Cambodia. I've only read half of one, but I'm only 21, I have more than enough time.

My "holiday" took me to many places. I paid my motorbike driver an extremely high price, plus paid for all his meals, and he took me wherever I wanted to go or needed. On day 1, I got to meet his family (nieces and nephews).......

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The Siem Reap version of the killing fields was not as dramatic I'm sure as the one near Phnom Penh, but an area full of skulls and bones is still rather "freaky". It was the war museum that really got my attention. It wasn't a museum like in a building with pictures and artefacts, but outdoors, splayed with old weapons, trucks and objects used during Cambodia's wars. The majority, if not all, old Russian weaponry.

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This was the most interesting day - my tour guide was very friendly and knew a lot about everything really, and you could tell that he's said these things many times to tourists. The good thing was that I was the only one there. So he showed me around the place, looking at different landmines, guns, tanks etc. But the most interesting part was his story:

His family were all executed by the Khmer Rouge including his brothers and sisters. He was ten at the time. I asked him how he survived, and he said his job was to look after the cows, "so they kept me". I guess that was a bit of luck, or God was on his side. He was forced into the army at age fourteen, since then has suffered five landmine injuries, been shot three times. This then resulted inthe removal in one of his organs (sorry can't remember) and complete loss of vision in his right eye and only 60% left in his left. He has a piece of shrapnel in his right knee and three nails in his right leg - all of which I could see with the naked eye. He said he was saving up for an eye operation costing $115 and that he runs the risk of tetanus all the time due to heavy metal in his body. Plus, if he ever did afford to leave the country, he couldn't get out because of the metal detectors at the airport.

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So I will let you develop your own thoughts about this, because you don't need me to preach to you about how unfortunate him and so many other people around the world, are.

On my trip I had the opportunity to visit Savong's School, a school providing free education and assistance to over 400 students in the local area. It's not in the city but 40 minutes motorbike out of Siem Reap. The youngest children are around seven, and the oldest 21 or 22 who never finished high school. Savong also now looks after seven orphans, who were "referred" to him by other people. They have never been to school, the oldest is I think eighteen. I will put more information about Savong's School in my next post, as I would like to give more information about it and also opportunities about sponshorship of the orphan boys. As like many other schools like this in many countries, they need lots of help with funding.

I taught a couple of classes to a bunch of enthusiastic teenagers. I visited their class at 4pm with no prior knowledge of having to teach that day, and one of the student's announced "Ok, you teach verbs". Ok, simple, I taught verbs (!!!!). And it was actually rather successful and lots of fun. They had MANY questions. The girls giggled embarrasingly at the questions about boyfriends, and the boys were "macho" about it.

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The sunset's that I saw daily in Siem Reap were magnificent. This one I witnessed sitting on the top of Savong's school.......

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The main reason for my trip was to participate in the Angkor Wat Half Marathon Event, supporting Village Focus International. I raised around $1000 US for VFI, so thank you so much to all sponsors and donators! The day was beautiful, lots of fantastic sights to see (I had already visited four temples the previous day), and many many people. Mostly expats from Cambodia and surrounding countries like myself, some travellers, and also Khmer people. I did the 10km run, and did a good job (well so I thought) until I saw locals with one arm or two artificial legs run ten times faster and with ten times more determination. I was motivated to do well, but I think a lot of the local people were running for a reason a lot closer to their heart, to their family.

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I did a couple of fun things, like quad biking through the countryside and seeing more sunsets.....

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I arrived back in Hanoi after a short two hour flight. However I didn't get the same views that I got when touching down in Siem Reap..........

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Back to work the next morning! It didn't really feel like a holiday persay, as I was by myself, and it was short, but now I'm a lot more clued in on Cambodia's incredibly history, and so fortunate to have visited such a beautiful country and such a horrific history.

But just think - if you had been in Cambodia during the years of genocide, this horrific history would be your story.

Love.
Cat.

Oh and the food! Thai food is my favourite, and the food in Cambodia I found very similar. Loved the curry I had the first night, and the next, and the next, and the next.......

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Anne's Hanoi tag:travellerspoint.com,2008-12-30:/blog/?domain=catattack&thisblog_entryid=28&entryid=143454 2008-12-30T15:28:46Z 2008-12-30T15:28:46Z THE FIRST THINGS THAT I NOTICED AFTER ARRIVING AT NOI BAI AIRPORT IN HANOI AND BEING DRIVEN TO CAT’S APARTMENT are that there are way more motorbikes on the road than anything else. (150cc or under are the only legal motorbikes) There are also many old bicycles still on the roads and less cars. The most noticeable thing though, is the continuous noise of vehicle horns tooting constantly for the whole of our journey as well.(especially our taxi ... THE FIRST THINGS THAT I NOTICED AFTER ARRIVING AT NOI BAI AIRPORT IN HANOI AND BEING DRIVEN TO CAT’S APARTMENT are that there are way more motorbikes on the road than anything else. (150cc or under are the only legal motorbikes) There are also many old bicycles still on the roads and less cars. The most noticeable thing though, is the continuous noise of vehicle horns tooting constantly for the whole of our journey as well.(especially our taxi driver!)

There are different levels of honking noise. Bicycles can’t honk, but everyone honks at them. Motorbikes honk their horns. Motorcars honk louder and are more insistent. Trucks and buses are more aggressive and you move for them.

The drivers on the roads have no choice but to toot their horns because there don’t appear to be many road rules. It’s everyman for himself if you drive on the roads around Hanoi.

ROAD RULES - THERE’S PROBABLY ONLY ONE.
GO AND DON’T HIT ANYONE ELSE.

The object of driving on the road in Hanoi is to reach your destination through an obstacle course of other drivers without hitting anyone else. This is achieved by vehicles weaving in and out of each other (without indicating), driving on the wrong side of the road, passing each other with barely room to spare, stopping for the occasional red light if you must and turning with no warning in front of another vehicle.

Traffic is slow, only around 30 -40 kph but that’s fast enough in this situation.
You see drivers talking on their mobile while driving their motorbike with one hand through a busy intersection of motorbikes approaching from all directions.
You see whole families on their motorbikes with the children squeezed between their parents or sitting in front of dad hanging on to the handlebars.
You see motorbikes and bicycles loaded up with huge cartons or animals strung together on the back.

My first impression of the traffic was of disorganised chaos but now I realise it is more like organised chaos. After spending time riding around on the back of Cat’s motorbike, I’ve discovered in its own weird way, the system of driving on the roads works somehow, but it is definitely not relaxing. It’s noisy and the air is always smoggy. Most women ride with masks over their mouths. (The men are tough and don’t bother!)
I thought Melbourne was smoggy but I’m not used to this, and since I’ve been here I’ve had a continual sore throat and cough, which I reckon is due to the polluted air.

The first couple of times I was nervous riding on the back of the Cat‘s motorbike, but now I’m used to the traffic. Cat’s a really good driver and she knows her way around really well. I think she’d be good at Trail bike riding too after driving on some of the roads here. Some of the roads are full of holes and unsealed with loose stones. At night time, it’s freezing on the motorbike, so we have to rug up. It’s Winter here and temperatures are ranging from 14 deg min to 23 max. (Very similar to Melbourne weather at the moment)

It will be interesting to see how long it will be as vehicle numbers increase before road rules will have to be enforced. You know, rules such as stopping at stop signs, (instead of treating them as a suggestion that you might like to think about stopping) giving way to pedestrians at pedestrian crossings, wearing helmets with the straps done up, limiting motorbikes to one driver and one passenger instead of a family of 6, banning transport of household furniture, pigs, cartons, beds etc on the back of a motorbike.

Today, Cat told me that the government may introduce a strategy to ban people under 40kg from motorbikes that are over 50cc. This fantastic radical new plan will mean that if a policeman sees a suspiciously lightweight person on a motor bike over 50cc, he can stop the driver, whip out the bathroom scales and weigh that person. Unfortunately, for the tiny Vietnamese women, this means that some may have to go on a carbo-loaded junk food western diet to put on weight, so they can legally ride their motorbikes.

I’ve been here for over a week now and am still amazed at the sights on the roads. I haven’t worked out how tiny toddlers clinging to their mother don’t fall off the motorbike .I don’t like seeing live animals caged up and tied onto the back of the bikes. A lot of people talk on their mobiles and write text messages while driving. (well, that’s just like Melbourne except that we’re in cars. It’s interesting to see young Vietnamese women wearing their fashionable clothes and high heels on their motorbike. The women are so small, they can easily fit 3 to a bike.

Driving through Hanoi traffic is an experience to remember, that’s for sure!

EXTREME SPORT IN HANOI
WALKING ACROSS THE ROAD

This is something that has taken me a while to master, but I am proud to say that I can now cross a road by myself.

When you decide to have that first adrenalin pumping experience of crossing the road, wait for a small gap in the traffic nearby and step off the kerb, aiming for the other side. (There are no pedestrian crossings that anyone takes notice of, so forget that as a means of getting across the road) Now, walk casually with no sudden movements and look straight ahead or very gently turn your head to the side. Beware, stepping into the path of a bus, car or truck as it is downright stupid, so don’t do it.

There are traffic lights in very busy areas, so it’s easier to cross the road, but beware the odd motorbike who isn’t too concerned about road rules.

Note - If you come from Australia, NZ or England where we drive on the other side of the road, you will need to remember to look left first. Don’t forget this important rule!

Hanoian drivers, although impatient to get to their destination will drive around you rather than aim at you and will let you through. (well, so far they have!)

You could practice your crossing skills around the Old Quarter where the streets are narrow and there’s less cars. However, it will probably be a while before you are a true seasoned local, who can walk across a major intersection in peak hour with traffic coming from all directions. (yes, I have seen it!)

Anne.

From Cat:

Here are some photos from Mum's time in Hanoi.

The traffic (not the peak hours but still busy)

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Here's Mum and I carrying our bags and my birthday flowers back to my apartment - Vietnamese style!

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At the local bar.....

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On the lake..,

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And visiting Hoa Lo prison....

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It was great having you here Mum!

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For the People tag:travellerspoint.com,2008-12-09:/blog/?domain=catattack&thisblog_entryid=26&entryid=140618 2008-12-09T10:49:58Z 2008-12-09T10:49:58Z So the original idea was just to hold some sort of fundraiser to raise money for Village Focus International. After a coversation with a friend (a singer) in Melbourne, the idea became more developed and we figured that a concert could be rather successful. Hanoi's expat community is rather small, and the idea was that something a bit creative and a little different might actually work. After a month or so of thinking about it and general procrastination, came probably a ... So the original idea was just to hold some sort of fundraiser to raise money for Village Focus International. After a coversation with a friend (a singer) in Melbourne, the idea became more developed and we figured that a concert could be rather successful. Hanoi's expat community is rather small, and the idea was that something a bit creative and a little different might actually work.

After a month or so of thinking about it and general procrastination, came probably a good month of proper planning. My wonderful friend in Melbourne booked his flight to Hanoi and then all of a sudden it was a reality I was doing it.

Green Mango Restaurant and Bar in Hanoi was the venue, right in the centre of Hanoi - a funky place with a good vibe, and a fantastic reputation. It's owner offered a great service in hosting the concert, and has now become a good friend.

On the night, we had a mass of varied entertainment - performances of belly dancing,

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kung fu,

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tango,

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live music,

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and Kehinde, an awesome singer!.......

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There were auctions,

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raffles,

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and extra prizes here and there.

I have raised over $1000 US in concert funds, donations and sponsors, a really really great effort I would say!

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I had support from Green Mango, the performers, and my friends in Hanoi. The performers did a fantastic job, and provided some really creative entertainment in a city that can't always provide that.

Thankyou to all those who assisted me in the planning and on the night, to Green Mango for hosting, and to all the donators and sponsors!

The beneficiaries for the night were Village Focus International in Cambodia (www.villagefocus.org) and Blue Dragon Children's Foundation in Vietnam (www.bdcf.org).

Both organisations do vital work within their communities assisting disadvantaged children.

Read my following entry about my trip and experiences in Cambodia. Similar to Vietnam, yet different in so many (good and bad) ways.

Please also read about my 10km run at the Angkor Wat International Half Marathon 2008 in Siem Reap.

Peace out.

Love.
Cat.

P.S. Apologies to the "oldies" who don't/cannot use Facebook and therefore were oblivious to my movements over the last month. It has been a while since I have written due to being incredibly busy with (life) so I hope you enjoyed the update!

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Videos tag:travellerspoint.com,2008-11-05:/blog/?domain=catattack&thisblog_entryid=25&entryid=136132 2008-11-05T15:18:17Z 2008-11-05T15:18:17Z Check out this site for pictures of the recent Hanoi floodings. Most of the photos are in the area I live in, none of them are in the city of Hanoi, just outer suburbs. Played with a lovely Vietnamese ballad. http://slide.legono.com/?tag=Hanoi&uid=tester Also, something interesting about the Vietnam War. It's over 20 years old, but still relevant. Hosted by Charlton Heston, ex president of the NRA and Ape Man extraordinare. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XqayiS3NnuY Love. Cat. ... Check out this site for pictures of the recent Hanoi floodings. Most of the photos are in the area I live in, none of them are in the city of Hanoi, just outer suburbs. Played with a lovely Vietnamese ballad.

http://slide.legono.com/?tag=Hanoi&uid=tester

Also, something interesting about the Vietnam War. It's over 20 years old, but still relevant. Hosted by Charlton Heston, ex president of the NRA and Ape Man extraordinare.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XqayiS3NnuY

Love.
Cat.

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Americans Vote (Or not) tag:travellerspoint.com,2008-11-04:/blog/?domain=catattack&thisblog_entryid=24&entryid=136032 2008-11-05T02:35:26Z 2008-11-05T02:26:55Z So I'm not an American, therefore cannot vote on who becomes the next American president. Some Americans simply do not choose to vote. There was a time though, that the only people that could vote (like many other countries) were white, male, property owners, gradually allowing all races, and both genders after the Civil War. I'm not going to talk about who I "would vote for if I was American", nor am I going to talk about how one or the ... So I'm not an American, therefore cannot vote on who becomes the next American president. Some Americans simply do not choose to vote. There was a time though, that the only people that could vote (like many other countries) were white, male, property owners, gradually allowing all races, and both genders after the Civil War.

I'm not going to talk about who I "would vote for if I was American", nor am I going to talk about how one or the other is better than the other.

It's just so interesting, that for the first time in history, Americans have the opportunity to choose a black candidate. It's funny that he has been labelled as "not black enough", because of his ethnicity, and the fact that he has lived in Indonesia, Hawaii and has had a rather good education. This compares to the "real African Americans" who a lot of the time, do not receive the luxury of a higher education, and may have the "chip" of racial resentment on their shoulders. But I'm not too sure. He's far "blacker" than McCain, so wouldn't he be a better option to represent the needs of African Americans? I'm not sure how much of the African American population will actually support Obama. Maybe they distrust him because he doesn't appear to be "black enough". Or maybe, really, they distrust him because of his background, and because he is smart, educated, very able, and extremely successful so far.

And McCain. After learning more about McCain, his relevance to me is so much more, well, relevant. I had dinner on Truc Bach Lake last night. Beautiful, romantic, lights alit, Truc Bach Lake. It's my favourite spot. They make fantastic pho xao. But 40 years prior, this is where John McCain parachuted into and almost drowned, after being shot down. He was then captured by Vietnamese civilians.

He was transported to Hoa Lo prison, nicknamed the "Hanoi Hilton" by Americans. McCain was a Prisoner of War for five and a half years, which involved torture, beatings, solitary confinement and no medical attention to injuries. Pretty severe I must say.

I pass this prison whenever I go into the centre. Sometimes I drive past without even realising, sometimes I stop and think about the fact that this prison was a POW camp, where the communists were held by the French during French rule in Vietnam, and where American soldiers were held during communist rule. The street is the only street in Hanoi to have only one address on it.......the prison.

So Australia, being such a young country, of course, we have a history, but not like this. Right here, in Hanoi, I'm in the thick of it. It's incredible seeing places that hold magnificent, or unebelievable, or horrible histories. I'm sure there are many places around the world that hold such old stories in them. But I haven't seen much of the world.....so I guess I will have to wait and see.

So it will be interesting who is chosen. I always think about the Howard/Rudd "race to Parliament House". Rudd wore psychadelic ties, brushed his hair the other way, was slightly younger, and appealed to the younger generation. In comparison to the older Howard, had already been Prime Minister for four terms, and labelled by some as "out of touch" with the Australian people.

I think some of these elements are shown in the two candidates fighting it out today on the 5th November 2008.

So, I will, in Hanoi, always be thining about the incredible history that I can "witness", learn about, research, and literally visit.

My youth is going to show here, but........I think that is pretty damn cool.

Love.
Cat.

P.S. The rain has stopped, and I can get out, but I still have to walk through lots of water. It's supposed to start raining again tomorrow. No! (Please pray for no rain)

Oh Melbournians, please pray for rain.......

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Spit, Rain, Pour, Flood tag:travellerspoint.com,2008-11-03:/blog/?domain=catattack&thisblog_entryid=23&entryid=135795 2008-11-03T11:11:35Z 2008-11-03T11:11:35Z So if you read the World News section of the paper, or are somewhat interested in news in Vietnam, you would have noticed that there has been severe flooding in Central and Northern Vietnam since Thursday. Since my post on Friday, the rain has continued, literally causing a flood in the western and southern suburbs of Hanoi (I live in the South Western of Hanoi). Luckily, the land that my building and 3 others is acting like a "mote", on ... So if you read the World News section of the paper, or are somewhat interested in news in Vietnam, you would have noticed that there has been severe flooding in Central and Northern Vietnam since Thursday. Since my post on Friday, the rain has continued, literally causing a flood in the western and southern suburbs of Hanoi (I live in the South Western of Hanoi). Luckily, the land that my building and 3 others is acting like a "mote", on higher ground, so the water hasn't actually reached the doors of the buildings. Some buildings nearby (rather expensive, and inhabited by some foreigners) have underground parking for cars and motorbikes. They have, as you can imagine, have been completely flooded, and the vehicles damaged/destroyed.

So on the plus side I am very lucky. I'm not one of the poor, working Vietnamese families, so harshly affected because my house has been flooded. I'm not one of the two men found dead in their truck after drowning during heavy rain. I'm not one of the children washed away because of the strong waves caused from buses, trucks, and wind. I am 8 floors up in my building, and have an excellent view of the crazy amounts of water.

On the flip side, I am extremely bored. I've been in the house since Friday. My room mate and I went out on Friday to Big C, the supermarket about 500 metres away, which took us 40 minutes to get there, about the same to get back. We pushed on through 30 centimetres or so of dirty murky water along with lot's of other residents. We stocked up on all sorts of food, minus vegetables, which there were none of. Hardly any meat or fish either.

The following day, I stayed in, but was literally dying of boredom. The old quarter by then was clear, and they had no problems, so I was really tempted to go out. 3 friends contacted me and asked me to come out, but I was really reluctant. But I did, I had to! It was so boring. So I ended up getting a lift with a friend who lives in the building, who has a big big car. I've never been in a car inHanoi, and it was rather fun going through the water, but the downside was that we created massive waves for the people on the street. I ended up sleeping at afriends house closer to the city, as no taxi would take me home to my place on the early hours of Sunday morning.

Anyway, so the weekend has come and gone, the rain stopped last night (thank God), and today I was at home again. I really hope I can go back to work tomorrow because 1) I miss the kiddies and 2) I need some sort of sanity in my life!

So please have a think about the everyday Vietnamese people who have been much more greatly affected (in other ways than boredom) by the flooding over the last few days. There have been some who have lost their homes, or property, motorbikes, cars, crops (in rural areas), and even family members and children. I have been so lucky living where I am, and am very thankful! But particuarly out in rural areas, where the people are generally poorer, there business has been destroyed, and many of them have lost friends and family. This is not something like the Myanmar cyclone, or Asian Tsunami, but it's something still of great importance to Vietnam. A major blow to it's agricultural industry, and a sufference on everyday Vietnamese people and families.

The rain has stopped in Hanoi, I hope it has elsewhere, so the we can recover, and move on, and continue with life.

Here are some links with information and photos:

http://english.vietnamnet.vn/photogal/2008/11/811399/

http://www.thanhniennews.com/society/?catid=3&newsid=43380

http://www.thanhniennews.com/society/?catid=3&newsid=43407

Love.
Cat.

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The Gift from the Sky tag:travellerspoint.com,2008-10-30:/blog/?domain=catattack&thisblog_entryid=21&entryid=134361 2008-10-31T12:17:37Z 2008-10-31T07:59:55Z When I say downpour, I mean downpour. Looking out my apartment window you wouldn't even think that a road had been built. The murky brown water blankets the roads, making life that little bit more difficult. Last night overnight it was storming so heavily. Thunder, lightning, the whole deal. I sit in my apartment, unable to leave, bored as hell, feeling trapped. Jailed. Imprisoned. I can't move, can't breathe, can't walk, run, drive, or anything. So I leave. I venture down ... When I say downpour, I mean downpour. Looking out my apartment window you wouldn't even think that a road had been built. The murky brown water blankets the roads, making life that little bit more difficult.

Last night overnight it was storming so heavily. Thunder, lightning, the whole deal.

I sit in my apartment, unable to leave, bored as hell, feeling trapped. Jailed. Imprisoned. I can't move, can't breathe, can't walk, run, drive, or anything.

So I leave. I venture down the 8 floors because the lift does not work, I clamber onto my bike with helmet, facemask and thick warm jumper in tow (all red of course), then with one last big breath of air I be brave and head out into the middle of nothing. Just water, surrounding, what, 20 or so apartment buildings in the estate. I get about 100 metres before I stop and rethink my decision. Should I continue or should I stay at home? Hmmm, I see 3 men on a motorbike driving through the water. So I continue.

I drive through the water which hits the edge where my feet are supposed to go, through the water that Melbourne has been deprived of for so long and through the water that makes me a slightly better motorbike driver.

I kind of feel like a stuntman. Ok, I probably looked more stupid than cool, but it felt cool to me.

So I decide to take the short way, because the long way, visible from my apartment looked too much of a hassle. The long way probably would have been better.

Looks can be deceiving right?

I drive about 300 metres to the roundabout (one gigantic roundabout mind you) which joins a massive highway and a road that hits a small tunnel, which of course, is completely flooded.

I again re-think my decision. With hmmm, maybe 1000 other Vietnamese people on motorbikes, in taxi's, cars and 4WD's. Nah, I think, I have to keep going! It's my day off, and I kind of want to do something productive rather than sit at home.

So I stare blankly at the floods on Tran Duy Hung street for a good few minutes, exhanging smiles and looks of confusion with other motoryclists. Some people dare to brave the risk, while others sit, waiting....waiting.....waiting. Waiting for what? For the water to evaporate? It's going to keep raining, and the roads aren't going to clear.

Some Honda Dream owners, attempt so greatly to kickstart their motorbikes which have decided to die on them in the middle of massive flooding.

But my Daniel, my sexy sexy Yamaha Nuovo ventures out into the cold, wet suburbs of Hanoi, without flinching, and he keeps going, every so bravely, despite getting so wet. This really was a test for Daniel, a test on our relationship. And he didn't let me down.

We drive, say 500 metres before having a break on the intersection of Tran Duy Hung and Ngo 61, in which my school is situated. I really want to go pick up something from work, but there is too much water, and Daniel says no, by being a little reluctant to start again.

But he starts, and we drive a good 10 minutes without trouble, before I go down some small side streets, through backalley's, on the footpath's and wherever else I can put down my two wet feet on solid land.

We find a cafe which looks warm, with parking space for Daniel, so I decide to just "chill", have lunch and worry about the trip home later.

Weather is a funny thing. It's the only thing that no human can actually control. Unless we're in a Truman Show like bubble, we literally cannot do a thing to start, stop or change the weather.

Rain provides relief for countries in drought, yet chaos in cities with 4 million people, too many motorbikes and sometims inadequate roads and footpaths (i.e. Hanoi).

Mother, the rain won't (shouldn't) be as bad by the time you get over here, so do not worry.

Aaaaah rain, the giver of life, yet you seem to take so much away from my life. Because the bad thing is, I can't go anywhere. It took me 30 minutes to get to a cafe that is only normally 5 minutes away, I can't see friends, I can't go out tonight (well probably not, but it's only 2:30pm), and I can't get to my private tutoring class tonight because both of our buildings are surrounded by water.

But I cannot complain. It's all an experience and I have had lots of fun in the meantime.

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Love.
Cat.

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VFI & BDCF Fundraiser tag:travellerspoint.com,2008-10-29:/blog/?domain=catattack&thisblog_entryid=22&entryid=135094 2008-10-29T11:41:56Z 2008-10-29T11:41:56Z On November 15th, come to Green Mango for a night of fantastic entertainment, in the meantime supporting the work of Village Focus International (Cambodia) and Blue Dragon Children's Foundation (Hanoi). Entertainment includes British/Nigerian singer Kehinde, Tango and Belly Dancing performances, live music, shishas and lots lots more. Lucky door prizes and raffle on the night. Suggested donation 100,000 VND, which includes one drink and nibbles on entry. Village Focus International (www.villagefocus.org) operate projects supporting vulnerable Ca ... On November 15th, come to Green Mango for a night of fantastic entertainment, in the meantime supporting the work of Village Focus International (Cambodia) and Blue Dragon Children's Foundation (Hanoi).

Entertainment includes British/Nigerian singer Kehinde, Tango and Belly Dancing performances, live music, shishas and lots lots more.

Lucky door prizes and raffle on the night. Suggested donation 100,000 VND, which includes one drink and nibbles on entry.

Village Focus International (www.villagefocus.org) operate projects supporting vulnerable Cambodia children and landmine survivors.

Blue Dragon Children's Foundation (www.bdcf.org) assist young disadvantaged Vietnamese to break out of the poverty cycle.

Please visit their websites for further information on their projects.

For further information, please call (Vietnamese phone numbers) - Catherine Ellis on 0123 869 1623 or Green Mango on 04928 9916.

Please note that there is no parking available at the venue.

Green Mango is located at 18 Hang Quat, Hanoi.

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Obsession tag:travellerspoint.com,2008-10-21:/blog/?domain=catattack&thisblog_entryid=20&entryid=134010 2008-10-21T14:15:45Z 2008-10-21T14:13:23Z Obsession: ob·ses·sion; noun; the domination of one's thoughts or feelings by a persistent idea, image, desire, etc.; the state of being obsessed. I have several obsessions: travel, family, friendship, my pets and other animals, oxygen, the outdoors, fitness, sport, strength, dancing, music, romance, the beach, culture, people, spontenaity, love, and Daniel Craig. (Daniel Craig: person - actor; sexiest man alive). Oh, and of course, LIFE. [i]Life: noun; the general or universal condition of human existence; the condition that di ... Obsession: ob·ses·sion; noun; the domination of one's thoughts or feelings by a persistent idea, image, desire, etc.; the state of being obsessed.

I have several obsessions: travel, family, friendship, my pets and other animals, oxygen, the outdoors, fitness, sport, strength, dancing, music, romance, the beach, culture, people, spontenaity, love, and Daniel Craig.

(Daniel Craig: person - actor; sexiest man alive).

Oh, and of course, LIFE.

Life: noun; the general or universal condition of human existence; the condition that distinguishes organisms from inorganic objects and dead organisms.

So let's focus on life. Join me, won't you?

I do actually think I'm obsessed with this city. Hanoi. The city that's building Vietnam's tallest building across the road from my apartment. The city that retains what's left of it's French Colonial culture. The city that is ever so accepting of Americans, English, Australians, despite the past. The city that continues to surprise me in ways I never would have imagined.

But NOW; now, that I've experienced another culture, another nationality of people, and another language, I'm now obsessed with travel.

Travel: trav·el; noun; the act of traveling; journeying, esp. to distant places; to go from one place to another, as by car, train, plane, or ship; take a trip; journey.

I'm not really in the mood (just yet) for going back home to Melbourne (does that offend/upset anyone?). I think after this, I'll go somewhere else. I really don't know where this life will take me, or why, but I just guess you have to hold on for the ride right?

Obsession is safe in small doses. Too much and you'll drive yourself (let alone others) crazy.

Love.
Cat.

P.S. No, I'm not actually "obsessed with" Daniel Craig. I'm just in love with him.

Bad humour: noun; the inability to make people laugh when you really, oh really do try.

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Running Free tag:travellerspoint.com,2008-10-21:/blog/?domain=catattack&thisblog_entryid=18&entryid=133974 2008-10-23T15:43:30Z 2008-10-21T09:15:01Z I love running. I not only love it, but it makes me feel, well, I guess, free. It sort of has this affect on me, making me feel like anything at all is possible. But Hanoi is good for running. Ok, yes the footpath's are just terrible for running because of the amount of obstacles (motorbikes, piles of rubbish, potholes etc), but the lakes, OH THE LAKES. I cannot speak more highly of the lakes, scattered everywhere around the city. ... I love running. I not only love it, but it makes me feel, well, I guess, free. It sort of has this affect on me, making me feel like anything at all is possible. But Hanoi is good for running. Ok, yes the footpath's are just terrible for running because of the amount of obstacles (motorbikes, piles of rubbish, potholes etc), but the lakes, OH THE LAKES. I cannot speak more highly of the lakes, scattered everywhere around the city. Yes, I do have a small love affair with the lakes here, because they are so picturesque, especially at night time. While I'm running at night time, there are hundreds of couples crowding the banks of each of these lakes.

PLUS, the good thing about running around a lake, is that you can actually see how far you go. One lap, then you think, why not do two, why not do three, four, five? Yeah it makes you feel tired, and worn out and exhausted or whatever, but as Nike says, why not just do it.

So right now, I'm training for a 10km run in Angkor Wat, Cambodia. The run is organised by Village Focus International, a charity supporting vulnerable children in Cambodia and landmine survivors. There are other run events (marathon, half marathon), bike events, events for the physically impaired, and even a cyclo race! (google it if you don't know what a cyclo is). I decided to do the 10km, because, well I've never ran more than 6, and I only gave myself 9 weeks to train. Well it's coming up fast, on the 6th December. And I am trying my hardest to train hard, it's a lot more motivating when I'm running for a really important cause.

If you don't know much about the history of Cambodia, I highly suggest you google it and do some research, because the country in general, and what it's people have been through, is a lot less known to Westerner's as say, for example, Vietnam.

If you would like to sponsor me for the run, you can visit Village Focus International's site at http://villagefocus.org/angkor_marathon/index.htm. This will give you lot's of info about the event, and also some info about VFI. You can sponsor me by finding my name on the sponsor page.

It's all for a good cause, so sponsors are very highly appreciated, but at the very least, please educate yourself about the work that these type of NGO's do in Cambodia.

I am holding a benefit concert on the 15th November in Hanoi, with a friend of mine who will be singing, tango performance, belly dancing performance, shishas (google it), and lot's of other extremely cool things. Half the proceeds will be going to VFI, and half are going to a local Hanoian charity supporting similar projects, Blue Dragon Children's Foundation (www.bdcf.org).

If you will be in Hanoi on that date, or know anybody in Vietnam, please spread the word! (Ok, my chances are slim, but the power of word of mouth can be rather effective). If you want more information just email me.

Oh! And corporate sponsors are always welcome!

AND REMEMBER, just think, can you run 10km? It is no easy feat.

Love.
Cat.

P.S. Motivating thoughts, wishes, messages, comments, phone calls, emails are of course welcome.

Thankyou!

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Life is Beautiful tag:travellerspoint.com,2008-10-11:/blog/?domain=catattack&thisblog_entryid=16&entryid=132663 2008-10-11T12:05:14Z 2008-10-11T12:05:14Z As Guido says in Life is Beautiful, “When in the city you are free to do anything you like! You can yell in the street if you like!”. But when his friend does yell in the street, Guido remarks “What are you doing? Are you crazy?” and he get’s worried about what people will be thinking. In Melbourne, sometimes I felt like that. Like you can do anything, but then again, you’re worried about the consequences. The judgement of others, what ... As Guido says in Life is Beautiful, “When in the city you are free to do anything you like! You can yell in the street if you like!”. But when his friend does yell in the street, Guido remarks “What are you doing? Are you crazy?” and he get’s worried about what people will be thinking.

In Melbourne, sometimes I felt like that. Like you can do anything, but then again, you’re worried about the consequences. The judgement of others, what other’s are going to think, and how you compare to the people around you. Some people are so caught up in this (I am guilty of this too) that they do not do what they truly want. They worry more about image.

But here, in Hanoi, for me personally, it’s the opposite. I feel free to ‘yell in the street’. Not restricted by anything superficial. Not worried about being judged. Because none of that matters. When you feel free, you are really living. Feeling like you are on top of the world, like nothing can stop you from achieving your hopes and dreams. Not bound by expectations of friends and family, or restrictions on what you should and shouldn’t do.

Life in a foreign country is exactly that. Foreign. Until you get in a routine. I think now I am in a routine. Enough to say that I feel comfortable living here. But I keep thinking about next time. Where should I go next? What should I do? I feel like I have the whole world to “conquer”.

The Maldives? Madagascar? Guatemala? Quebec? Papua New Guinea?

Melbourne?

Nah, there’s too much to see!

I’m not sure. But there’s one thing that I am sure of. I’ll be doing what I truly want to do. Really living. Because some people just live, and some people really LIVE. I choose to do the latter.

Every day in Hanoi is exciting, there’s always an interesting story to tell by day’s end. A funny sighting, an incident at the supermarket, a lovely person that you meet. Anything.

We’re only human right. We need some excitement. Something to remind us that life is worth truly living.

So go live. And enjoy every second. Because life really is beautiful.

Love.
Cat.

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