Some years, people even cannot remember what occasion on March, which really made me unhappy but why I should be that fool? Let’s enjoy myself!! See… what should I do to mark one more year from the date I said hello to this naughty life?
Travel, not bad idea!
With whom? Beloved Mom is the best option for this event
And where? Quy Nhon, the city in my heart!
Having existed in the world for 27 years, I finally got the chance to fly… on a plane of course. Coming across the cloud is soooo amazing. But, it was sunshine on the sky. Seconds later, we were landing on Phu Cat Airport, the weather was too bad, rained heavily, at least not for long time. Thanks to the rain, 3 days in Quy Nhon were cool.
Even being one of the most famous destinations, Quy Nhon is still a peaceful and quiet city, just a few people and motors on streets and beach (significant difference comparing to other sightseeing – hope it will not change in the future). One more plus is the fresh air of this city, nearly no garbage.
Well, let’s review!!
Where did we go?
This was the first time mom visits Quy Nhon. Looking at her childish behaviors on the seasides, taking photos for her made the trip funnier. My model for this trip.
Not much special, Thap Cham still gains our attention thanks to its structure, sign of age.
Thi Nai – the longest across-the-sea bridge in Vietnam surprises my mom when she knows about that truth, and of course, at the time we went across the bridge. She even asked me to stop by for her to take photos. Mom is so cute.
Hon Kho is a small, or should I call tiny fishing town. On the route to this isolated region, we came across a pass, it was a bit scary due to no people on the street. In my and mom’s ability to image, thieves and wild animals can attack us any time, but the only thing rob our time is is the weather and nature, which is like Dalat City. Sunny lightly with windy. The view on the path really makes me wish to stay here for few days, just in a camp, get up with hot tea or coffee, lazily read some books, BBQ for lunch and dinner. Life cannot be more relax and enjoyable.
Hon Kho – A Fishing Town far from the city center where maintains the natural lives.
A pagoda, not on the list but always good to visit once on any trip.
Grave of Han Mac Tu – honestly, look like a park. The sloping path made us sweat, but worthy for the view of the city, the curd of the seasides and rocks around. Walking or even climbing on that path, I unexpectedly sang a song Han Mac Tu softly. That was named Mong Cam path, but in my mind, it should be Mai Dinh path. Ok, how cray I am!!
Also within this park, Eggy Rocks (Bai Da Trung) deserves a look and some photos. The rocks prove the power of nature, how can the sea make them that smooth? Magical!
The night before getting back to Saigon, I spent more than an hour after diner just to walk on the pavement along the seaside. Wind made my walk more comfortable. Thanks to that roaming, I recognize many statues of Quy Nhon’s specialties on the pavement such as tuna, Bau Da Wine, Go Gang conical hat, nem (sour and seasoned pork hash wrapped in wild leaves)… Frankly, they are not bad at PR for their city.
Mom’s health is not good enough, so we just went to couples of places; hence, definitely Quy Nhon is on my travel list for future.
The other attractive side of this city is the culsine.
Diam, manage yourself, keep your latvia!
Ohh, I miss noodle with fish (and jelly fish), chopped fish, noodle with small crab, sugar cane juice, fruit juice, and water fern cake (served with dried minced bread)… Bun Ca Quy Nhon, Cha Ca, Bun Ram, nước mía, sinh tố and bánh bèo…
Most of the noodle we tried was not salty, well cooked, noodle was scalded in hot water before serving, so no worries about the quality of noodle.
Because of the location – beach city, the seafood there of course, must be fresh. Jelly fish was french, chopped fish too and so so tasty. No need to mention seafood, all our meals were delicious, thanks to skilled local chefs 🙂 . Plus, the food was cheap. I surprised once knowing 2 bowls of Bun Ram cost us only 24k VND means 12k VND per each. Unbelievable!
The host of Fruit juice and fern cake was so polite to us. Generally, most of local people are kind and helpful. A maintainer at a street motor garage fixed the motor for us. Ok, just a small fix, and he didn’t charge us even 1 VND. He left us a nice though about local people there.
Oh I wanna back to Quy Nhon now!! Immediately!