The 3-day tour was supposed to include a night of sleeping on a “junk” (boat) in Halong Bay, but for whatever reason, they couldn’t do that, so I stayed in an island bungalow for two nights instead of just one.
And I “got to” put up and use mosquito nets for the first time!
You can only reach it by boat.
The arrival was dramatic, as we chugged up in our wooden dragon boat to this long dock which speared out into the bay.
As we walked down the bouncing, creaking, floating footbridge, we approached the edge of the bungalows, where people were emerging from their cabin rooms, looking out into the sunset. It felt like we were entering into this little forgotten land of beach paradise that only a few people in the world knew about.
There’s nothing else there but these 10-15 rustic-looking bungalows, a communal area with a few long tables (where we all gathered for a delicious seafood barbecue dinner), and the long dock that dead-ends out in the still green bay.
And that’s it. You’re surrounded by rock formations, so there’s nothing else there and nowhere else to go except by boat.
We arrived after a long day of cruising through these amazing waters with green-covered rocks towering all around us.
This was also one of those parts of my trip where I got to meet a lot of lovely people.
A big thank-you shout-out to the Brighton girls who got me chocolate when I was marooned on this island paradise for 2 days and bereft of dessert- Grace, Nicky, Sharon, and Amanda. You guys are great. And thanks also to the lovely Irish Kerr family and Rochy for being such great company, and for the book.
And to Ron and Jeanne for sharing the dinner feast (and the good lunch recommendation) when we finally made it back to Hanoi after our 9+ hour journey of bus, boat, boat, bus, boat, boat, bus. (I think. I kind of lost track.)
It was quite an adventure.