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05 May 2013 • Travel time: with 14 April 2013 on 25 April 2013
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So, Domodedovo. Heading for Vietnam, more precisely Ho Chi Minh City, which is the former Saigon, more precisely - a place called Mui Ne, not far from the resort town of Phan Thiet.

Even before the trip, I pumped up a bunch of material about the country, and since there was no time to read before the vacation, the upcoming 10 hours of the flight were available.

So, I share what I read, so to speak, a free retelling, coupled with my impressions.

General information.

The folk epic of Vietnam amused the Russian people with their Ivan Tsarevich, who married a frog, along with “The queen gave birth in the night ....", temporarily resting ...So, the legend.

Long ago, thousands of years before our era, the dragon king Lac Long Quan ruled the lands of present-day Vietnam. Once, puzzled by the continuation of the family, he decided to ask the hand and heart of the fairy bird Au Ko.


The beauty was not slow to accept the offer and in due time gave birth to nothing less than a bag, in which one hundred eggs were found, and one heir-progenitor of a hundred Vietnamese families came out of each. Whether the lady personally incubated the offspring or placed the offspring in an incubator - history is silent, but since then every self-respecting Vietnamese speaks of himself as "a child of a dragon, a grandson of the gods. " The end of the story is very modern: after a while the couple separated - Lak Long Quan chopped off half of the sons and went to sea with them, and Au Ko took the remaining fifty and went to live in the mountains.

In the subsequent history of this people, almost everything is like everyone else - intrigues, wars, conquests, advantageous marriages, politics and all that. Tools are as old as the world. In this regard, everything is the same to some extent, with the only emphasis being that the Vietnamese had to basically defend themselves and attacked them by all and sundry.

Basically, the division was between China and Thailand, however, Japan also had its own views, and no one canceled the imperial squabbles inside. This entertainment continued until the middle of the 19th century, until a new, completely unknown misfortune happened - the French colonialists. So, Vietnam was turned into a colony of France, which opened the way for the colonialists to the Chinese provinces, rich in mineral deposits. As the Russians say, don't spit in the well...I'm talking about China.

As a result, Vietnam was under the rule and yoke of the French. Meanwhile, the people grumbled, uprisings in support of their ruler lasted until the very end of the 19th century. And 1930 was marked by the creation of the Communist Party of Vietnam, headed by the well-known Ho Chi Minh, or, as he is called in the Vietnamese world, Grandpa Ho.


Then, from 1941 to 1945, Vietnam was under the occupation of the Japanese army, while the French colonialists, don't be fools, managed to keep their administration, especially since the United States patronized the French colonialists. In 1941, Ho Chi Minh formed the League of Struggle for the Independence of the country, which ended in the complete victory of the revolution in August 1945, Vietnam began to call itself the Democratic Republic of Vietnam, and legally. And everything would be nothing now, if these people would live, but rejoice, but no, the Americans could not come to terms with the spread of communism in these parts, and therefore, in 1965, the United States began systematic bombing of Vietnam. Thus began the terrible Vietnam War, in which every fourth Vietnamese died.

I note with pride - they love Russians there, because they remember how the USSR helped with missiles that shot down the American Air Force, which flooded Vietnam with napalm, phosphorus and pesticides.

I read on one of the sites - there is a war museum in Ho Chi Minh City. The expositions are so not for the faint of heart that the Americans do not let their children close to this museum.

I’m weak with nerves, so I definitely wouldn’t have mastered the museum, everything that I learned on the Internet about this war is enough for me. I won't forget for a long time. I read that among the exhibits there is a famous photograph of children running from a burnt Vietnamese village. The picture shows children from a Vietnamese village after a napalm attack by the US Air Force. There is a belief that this photo caused public unrest in America and stopped the war.

I regret that I never managed to get into the Cu Chi tunnels.

These tunnels are multi-level very narrow passages dug in the ground with a total length of more than 300 km. They were intended for surprise attacks on Americans during the war years. In the tunnels they ate, slept, operated on the wounded and even taught children, partisans. Numerous traps and traps were placed on American soldiers. Enemies fell into the ground, sharpened bamboo spears fell on them from above, they became entangled in nets. Something similar can be seen in the movie "Rambo". Even bees were used to attack the Americans: American soldier's soap was placed in the bee hives, and then, when the soldier undressed after a hot day, went into the shower and soaped up, he was attacked by a swarm of bees.

In general, collecting information about this country, history, it was scary to realize what things the human brain is capable of, both on the one hand and on the other, even taking into account the fact that in one case it was a defense, in another an attack.


Looking at this small, fragile people, you are amazed at their courage, dignity and courage. The war continued until 1975. Therefore, it turns out that in fact from this period the country began to develop in peacetime and under the flags of socialism / communism.

This country, with its entire right side, is in contact with the waters of the South China Sea. By this very sea, and even by rice, Vietnam is alive. And now also developing tourism.

The state cult of "Uncle Ho" harmoniously coincided with the love of the people.

A miniature bust of this deified elder can often be seen in every institution - a slightly slyly smiling elder looks at any incoming, from a poster or portrait with narrowed cunning eyes. At first, not seeing it blindly, I thought - why is there an advertisement for Ankle Bens sauce? ...Coming closer, I mentally apologized to all the Vietnamese people for not recognizing Ho Chi Minh   

I don’t even know why I was so interested in the life of the Vietnamese people. During the trip on excursions (and there were two of them, not counting the five-hour transfer from the airport to the hotel), I took out the brains of two guides - Vietnamese with knowledge of the Russian language, asking in detail about everything while my fellow citizens were sleeping, since the one-way trip took at least three hours.

Both of them were happy to talk about Vietnamese life, and one of them, with a pronounced socialist mentality, on the way back, finding a grateful listener in me, offered to tell the history of the country. I recklessly agreed, for which my fellow travelers quietly hated me, because he told with such patriotism, ardor and devotion and in such detail that I got the feeling that I was sitting at a three-hour lecture on scientific communism, involuntarily dragging my surrounding compatriots to it 

It so happened that my stay in Viet (I will call it that for brevity) coincided with two holidays, one on April 30 - like our May 1, the other - in early May, the day the war ended. On this occasion, the whole city was decorated with banners and red flags, which alternated - one with a yellow five-pointed star on a red banner, the other - painfully familiar, with a hammer and sickle.


A kind of a la the USSR, and therefore the feeling of "nostalgia" did not leave. By the way, in Phan Thiet there is a large central CO store. OR. , but the name in the middle is graphically separated by a logo, and outwardly it looks like the store is called the USSR, that's what everyone calls it 

From the stories of the guides, I realized that the way of life very much coincides with the way of the USSR of the 70s. The same schoolchildren - a dark bottom, a white top and pioneer ties  All children in the country become pioneers and Komsomol members. Moreover, this normally coexists with frequent visits to pagodas and temples.

This photo is from the Internet, as the pictures turned out to be blurry on the go

I saw the schools briefly, from the windows of a minibus, but the color scheme is the same as from my childhood - yellow buildings, red banners, and propaganda posters with graphics from the 70s  Compulsory education up to grade 5, secondary education - 12 years. Further, everything is like ours - schools, technical schools, universities.

The average income of a Vietnamese family is $200 per month.

Girls get married at the age of 18-20. In families, on average, 2-3 children. It is interesting that if we are happy when a boy is born first, then a girl, the Vietnamese are more happy when a girl is born first. It is believed that if the girl is older, she will help her parents raise the rest of the kids.

The care of elderly parents lies entirely with the sons. It is the son, not the daughter, who takes the elderly to his house and looks after them. This is his duty.

To all my questions about pensions, vacations, work and holidays, the guide tirelessly repeated - everything is the same as yours. Only the New Year is usually celebrated not with a Christmas tree, but with sakura.

By the way, despite the cheap real estate, foreigners are forbidden to sell it. Perhaps there are some workarounds, because there are a lot of Russians (including those who have settled for a long time) there. By the way, here is a photo of the main street in Mui Ne.


All the people working in the fields and moving along the roads wear conical bamboo hats. It turns out a picture that corresponds to a completely childish idea of ​ ​ ​ ​ Vietnam - rice fields and Vietnamese in hats on bicycles. By the way, the guide said that the number of dressings on this hat (frame circles) in a real Vietnamese hat should correspond to 16, which symbolizes the age of the beauty of a girl. I was not too lazy, I counted - and it's true, 16  Driven either by hope, or by a thirst for that same beauty and faith in a miracle, I bought myself one, put it on and then locked it home.

The miracle did not happen, but the memory remained 

Most people hide from the sun, especially women, among them it is prestigious to have white skin. Therefore, almost everyone wears protective bandages on the face, and if the clothes are short-sleeved, then also gloves up to the shoulder. All locals hide from the sun as best they can, regardless of the heat.

Approximately three-quarters of motorcyclists are wearing masks or headscarves up to their eyes. Masks are used as a remedy for dust and sunburn: the white skin of a Vietnamese girl is a sign that she does not work in agriculture and, in general, fits in with the local concept of beauty.

Very often I saw how they rode motorcycles not only in windbreakers, but also in ordinary knitted gloves. At first it seemed that it looked somehow even ominous when you saw dozens of people on motorcycles in gloves and masks, but then it seemed to get used to it and did not pay attention.

On a motorcycle they go to work and to the university, they transport babies. Two-wheeled vehicles are used by policemen and pregnant women. The motorcycle is used as a truck: transporting a small refrigerator, a large mirror is not a problem. Motorcycles ride through the city park and market. The signal is the main control. They honk frequently and mainly to identify themselves.


It is important to go evenly and not make unpredictable movements. The Vietnamese do not have any aggression when moving, not like ours. Drivers try to disperse, and do not prove that I am the coolest and you have to give way to me, they honk in order to be noticed and taken into account. There are almost no traffic jams in the city. There are few traffic lights, and there are no separate ones for pedestrians at all. If a pedestrian walks calmly across the road, he is passed around without expressing any displeasure. This attitude is very pleasing and tunes in the appropriate way. Meanwhile, when we were driving back to the airport at night, I experienced extreme sports, perhaps, for the whole vacation.

Rain, roads, like ours after winter, continuous driving in the oncoming lane, and through one with high beams, if you recall that the majority in such conditions go to overtake when there are ten meters to the oncoming car, and add to this the sound accompaniment of signals ...In a word, gray hair has increased 

The architecture is a 2-3-storey building, reminiscent of matchboxes, as if placed on a narrow surface. It's funny that only the facade of the building is painted with paint, the sides are frankly the color of concrete. The guide was surprised at the question - why paint the side walls, if over time, someday, more houses or premises will be attached to this wall, this house ...

There are quite a lot of detached buildings in the villages, so they seem a little awkward, as if unfinished. But the general impression is a sharp contrast between the poverty of the inhabitants and the luxury of the hotels in the resort area.

Since I was in a provincial town, I share my impressions about the surroundings of Phan Thiet.

For most locals, the saying “Work, second home”, if not the first, is more relevant than anywhere else. Once, passing by, I went into a shop to buy water. I saw a room between the counters, there was no door, so a made bed was clearly visible in the opening, another room a little further away, it looked like a bedroom - an elderly woman was lying on the sofa, watching TV. Wandering between the few counters, I was surprised to hear a lullaby, looked behind the sales rack, my mother, sitting on the floor, right here, among the counters, rocked the baby in a colorful cradle ...A little further away, the rest of the family members watched the series on TV, right there, behind the cash register, the head of the family was having dinner  When she went outside, she turned around and saw a small courtyard, not fenced off with a fence or any other restrictive sign.


Next to the house there was a chrome-plated hanger, on wheels, with clothes on hangers. At first I thought - is there also a knitwear store or something ... ? Only later I found out - they dry clothes like that. They immediately hang it on a coat hanger, and there is no need to iron, at the same time it is ventilated and dries. Probably, therefore, the question is neither with wardrobes nor with dressing rooms. Hung out on the street, and no questions. 

The guide later said, they say, in small towns this is the way it is - work and home are all under one roof. On the first level - a shop, a shop, etc. , then, like in a place of honor - a room where everyone gathers. Even further, or a level lower - a bedroom, then in descending order - a kitchen, a toilet ...In my opinion, controversial priorities, well, they know better 

For breakfast, the Vietnamese eat pho bo noodles or, as the Russians call it, Pho soup.

This is both the first and second in one bottle - a thick soup made from rice noodles, one or more varieties of meat or seafood and greens, sprouted grains, onions, fragrant herbs are often added, and half a lime is squeezed out. Eat with chopsticks, help with a spoon. By the way, Vietnamese cuisine also has its own pancakes. Although, in my opinion, it looks more like fish or meat in batter. It's called Banh Xeo, very tasty. Once I tried it at breakfasts at the hotel, I ate all the remaining hotel breakfasts only with them 

In every dwelling, no matter what level of comfort it belongs to, you can find on the walls, on the ceiling, on the window panes of uninvited cohabitants - small funny lizards. Growing up in Kazakhstan, they did not frighten me at all. On the contrary, small, cute and pretty, with spread fingers on their paws, caused only tenderness.

The Russian auditory apparatus is not accustomed to perceive speech in which there are so many tones. And the speech apparatus also does not cope well with pronunciation. People with good hearing, with a musical education, who are accustomed to hearing and distinguishing tones and semitones, successfully master the Vietnamese language. Once in a massage parlor, I asked the administrator's girl what her name was - she answered - Nu. Whoa? - I could not resist, she smiled and repeated - Nu  I decided not to experiment with halftones and used neutral forms when addressing 

If you don't know

how to eat lobsters

- Eat them with your mouth...


I already talked a little about it above. Let me give you a few more details.

The main occupation of the locals is fishing, which explains the abundance of the freshest seafood on the market and in catering establishments.

The climate allows you to grow a great variety of vegetables and fruits all year round, and the sea and numerous rivers supply local residents with seafood and fish. In Vietnamese cuisine, few spices are used, and all sauces are usually served separately.

In principle, the cuisine was for every taste. If you want Russian, there are plenty of cafes with dumplings and pancakes. If you want Armenian - Uzbek - please. It's hard to stay hungry. We decided to try local delights. In one of the restaurants I ordered tiger prawns and coconut soup with seafood. Girlfriend - a huge lobster and turtle soup. The offered fried crocodile was refused. Snakes, frogs too. Do not overpower yourself.

The crocodile, roasted here, on a spit, practically in front of my eyes, looking at its head, I could not even try. I tried it much later, in some cafe. Something between chicken and fish. Say to WOW! ! ! - No.

Meat and meat.

The snake, heart or blood - also could not - "faith" did not allow, since the snake itself according to the horoscope 

But the shark dishes were very pleasant. Lots of other delicious fish.


By the way, for those who will be in Phan Thiet, I highly recommend one cafe. She was practically next to our Allez Boo hotel, at the very beginning of Phan Thiet. It is called "Ocean Restaurant", the owner of the restaurant is called Feruza, she is from Tashkent. Not only does Feruza herself radiate a whole sea of ​ ​ ​ ​ positiveness, cheerfulness, which, without knowing it, she generously shares, she also cooks excellently. I had read the reviews for this place before my trip. People recommended boldly ordering even the most exotic dishes - here they know how to cook them. And indeed it is. Moreover, running there to have a bite, they always caught themselves feeling “I don’t want to leave. ” They left because it was embarrassing to just sit and take a seat.

Since there were only Russians around, it was easy to understand that in our feelings we were not alone. In a word, I wholeheartedly recommend it. Pleasant atmosphere, pleasant and hospitable hostess in an oriental way, amazingly delicious food. What else is needed?

Unfortunately, this cafe was discovered closer to departure, but having visited once, only then did they go there. Clean, prompt, tasty and from the heart. Toward the end, I ordered pilaf for myself. Yes, in Vietnam. But the hostess from Tashkent  I have never tasted tastier! She spat on the figure. I ordered another batch.  Now I'm losing weight. But emotions in memory 

The pricing policy in Phan Thiet is more than loyal. Everything costs just a penny. The same dinner with lobster and turtle soup (not counting drinks) cost 1.500 rubles FOR TWO. It was the largest check we have ever paid. On average, a dinner with beer, wine, salads and a main course is 600-700 rubles for two.

I don't even know why, but I expected more.

They make coffee with a rather interesting taste. It is very soft, a little chocolate, it does not affect the heart. This variety is considered unthinkably elite and a kilogram of quality luwak costs some big money. Either $1.000 or $6.000. They say somewhere in Australia they sell it for $50 a cup. I suspect that 80% of his fame is pure marketing and PR, but the coffee is still pleasant. I bought myself. Brought. Drink. Like it 

By the way, the guide talked about how difficult it is to collect coffee. The fact is that the fruits do not ripen all at the same time, on one branch there can be ripe and still green coffee berries. Therefore, they collect coffee literally by the grain.

Teas...Oh, this is just their realm. They are different here - mostly green, but the variety is amazing - just green, lotus, jasmine, ginger, ginseng ...all stripes and very good quality. I bought for friends and acquaintances, it is impossible to stop 


Even being indifferent to all this, I could not resist and bought myself a souvenir and friends 

I won’t write about the total sale of pearls, because I’m not a special fan of it, and I don’t understand it, but people buy it with pleasure in Vietnam.

It took a long time to get to the hotel. More than 5 hours. Everything that is outside the resort area, I repeat, I would call a poverty zone. Even the rather big city of Phan Thiet was striking in its poverty. But here's what's interesting - all the same, smiles are everywhere. Sincere and happy.

Very beautiful girls or women - I have never been able to determine the age of any Vietnamese woman. Well, I'm not talking about polar ages. They dress simply, there is almost no makeup, they don’t bother with styling and other difficulties. From clothes, mostly jeans, a T-shirt, and, of course, flip flops.

They are all miniature, small, they speak quietly, and even laugh somehow quietly, but at the same time openly, joyfully ...looking at them all the time from mouth to ear.

People everywhere are smiling, calm as tanks, including the Russians living there. Talk to him - you'll be jealous. Ours would have so much positive ...But they have problems, I think, no less than ours.

Once in one of the stores we were given a bonus - a large bag of marmalade in jars, or some kind of jelly. Decided to give it to the maid. She, thinking that I was selling, refused, but realizing that this was a gift, she quickly ran out of the room somewhere. When they came to the room, slides of flowers were carefully laid out everywhere, freshly cut flowers also stood in vases.

These are the people - you should definitely answer with gratitude. There is no way to reciprocate materially, give a piece of joy.

Touched, in a word.


Locals don’t bother with many things, such as small garbage on the beach, plastic dishes in most cafes, etc. There was a funny incident at the hotel - they gave away sweaters for washing (by the way, this service is cheap, in the evening all given things are brought hung on hangers ), who knows how the shorts got there. So, this maid comes, and carries in front of her on an outstretched arm, like a brave ordinary banner on the battlefield, coat hangers with clothes, and in the foreground, stretched to the full hanger, what do you think?    How she imagined that she was walking like this across the entire hotel with this lace banner in the forefront ....

Smiled in general.

That's how funny they are.

Massage and beauty

Massage parlors are everywhere. At hotels, just on the street. This service costs, in comparison with Moscow prices, a penny.

I understood everything - that you can’t do massage every day, that you generally need to be more careful with massage, but we seized upon and came off in this business in full. The massage was not only every day, it was twice a day. After the beach - massage with aloe and all sorts of masks, scrubs, walked around the city, tired - wandered on the way to the first salon that came across - treated themselves to a foot massage, wandered on. In the evening, another massage, for example, with hot stones. It's a thing, I'll tell you! ! ! Even fish massage was tried. The sensations are amusing, but the sight is not pleasant. You sit down, lower your legs into the pool… somehow, a fragment of the program immediately came to my mind, where a chicken was lowered into an aquarium with piranhas… In general, we limited ourselves to a one-time visit. Thank God they didn’t fall for persuasion about a full body massage in this way 

They also refused the proposed massage with snakes, despite all assurances of safety.

As our Russian hotel manager said, few people in Vietnam know how to do Thai massage, therefore, we limited ourselves to traditional types. I even tried four-hand stone massage. I felt like a piano.

Subsequently, they chose one salon, again, next to the hotel, where they relaxed, it was called Oanh Spa. Price? An hour head to toe massage $15-$25, depending on the type. Foot massage for about $5.

I will note right away - contrary to the prevailing opinion among Russians about oriental massage - nothing more. Everything is extremely correct and tactful.

I was surprised how fragile young men or girls jumped onto the massage table ...At the same time, I felt like a kind of Gulliver in the country of the Lilliputians.


Massage can be requested differently. The same hotel manager warned if it hurts, quietly say "nya", which means "softer". Recklessly, I took a deep massage. Made by a Vietnamese boy. Fragile, small. The boy is completely

It is inexpensive. Taxi drivers themselves "catch" potential customers. There are many taxi drivers. Japanese cars. They don’t speak Russian, but given the geographical features of Mui Ne, for example, I managed with two words “straight” and “stop”.

Excursions are relatively inexpensive, from 35 to 100 dollars (depending on the duration in time and distance, but given that it is a long way to go, it takes all day, or even two.

We decided to use a tour company, which, again, is next to the Dima Tour hotel. The guy is from Russia. I'm afraid to make a mistake, it seems the name is Renat. Maybe somewhere there were more profitable and interesting offers, but it was too painful for him to communicate, which they took advantage of. Especially since it's nearby. And, again, going to change money, we have repeatedly observed how many of ours, having dropped in, like us, for a second, remained with pleasure to chat with him  .

Charming, hospitable, happy to tell everything he knows about these places, in a word, very conducive to communication. Therefore, I didn’t really want to look for some other travel agencies 

We went to Dalat, to the springs, and then they took a driver in the same company, and, having bargained for $ 130, drove to Ho Chi Minh City. At 4 in the morning an air-conditioned jeep came for us, at 9 we were in Ho Chi Minh City. The driver drove around the city, shops, at one o'clock in the afternoon rushed back. I can’t say that the trip was productive, but I don’t regret it. Liked.

Wanting to embrace the immensity, when traveling to Dalat, we decided to combine an excursion to Mount Taku, to the statue of the reclining Buddha, a visit to a silk factory and waterfalls, and do it in one day. The decision was not entirely correct, as it turned out to be a gallop across Europe.

The next excursion was to the crocodile farm and Binh Chau hot springs.

Feeding crocodiles is a dubious entertainment, but we rode elephants and even ostriches.


What suddenly pulled me to saddle a poor bird ...I don’t know. But after he was suddenly carried at a speed in a circle to the delight of others, at the end of this skating, I was barely torn off from him. 

The silk factory impressed me with its work. Works of truly incredible beauty.

I was surprised by the excursion to the "Crazy House" or Crazy House. A certain Mrs. Dang, being the daughter of a high-ranking Vietnamese official, decided to build a hotel. Either the laurels of Gaudi did not give the lady peace, or her long-term residence in Moscow and her studies at the Moscow Architectural Institute affected her fantasies, this is unknown, however, the hotel is really wonderful. First of all, its architecture. It makes no sense to describe the external and internal appearance of the hotel, you need to see it yourself. There are motifs of the animal and plant world.

By the way, the construction that began in the 90s is still ongoing.

You can talk a lot more about the excursions, even these two that you were on, but it’s still better to see it with your own eyes, touch it, feel it for yourself.

Communication, money and climate

Surprisingly, despite, say, the poorness of the country, with regard to Internet communications, here you can put a solid five. The hotel has Wi Fi, it catches perfectly, the speed is excellent.

Mobile communication is also on the top five. Upon arrival, right at the port, we bought a local SIM card, every day we called our family several times, I won’t say that it was expensive. Money was put into the account only towards the end of the trip.

Immediately advice - there may be problems with withdrawing cash from the card. Especially Sberbank. Well, where would it be without him! I was able to pay without problems three or four times, after which the card did not work.

True, later, I read that problems can arise if you withdraw more than $ 100 from the card at a time. Therefore, it is better to use good old cash, which just needs to be kept in a safe.

Dollars are on the way. Euro do not favor. You can pay in local currency in dong. One dollar is about 2.000 dongs. In a hotel, by the way, it is more profitable to pay with dongs.


In the south of Vietnam, the climate is tropical, conditionally divided into two seasons: rainy (from May to October) and dry (from November to April). It is warm here all year round, and even summer rains do not prevent tourists from enjoying their vacation. The average temperature in this area is + 29-30 C. In the middle part of Vietnam, the climate is tropical monsoon, and in winter the temperature in this area is slightly cooler than in the south, on average + 26 + 28 C, in winter it is possible + 17+20 C.

The guide said that when +12 degrees happens in Vietnam, it's a very cold winter - kids are not allowed to go to school, and when + 7, then high school students can not study. True, it was about Dalat, it is a little to the north. It's always cooler there.

We ended up in Vietnam at the end of April. Beginning of the rainy season. For a Russian person, the rainy season is associated with heavy rains, typhoons and other things. Well, or by the same Peter  I can say that I made a conclusion for myself regarding these places - now I will always try to hit it at the turn of the seasons. What is the rainy season in Vietnam? 10-15 minutes of rain a day, partly cloudy, or even just cloudy, which is very deceptive in relation to tanning - even in the absence of the sun, you burn instantly. But, and for me personally, this is just a huge plus - there are almost no people. No matter the season. It is great! ! !

Culture. Religion.

Religion is Buddhism.

However, figurines of the Virgin Mary are often found on the facades of houses and in the houses themselves; Catholic churches are not uncommon in the city, along with multi-tiered pagodas.

Before entering the temple, you must take off your shoes. You can't turn your back on the Buddha.

Barker near our hotel offered tickets to the puppet theater on the water. I read about it briefly, the feature of this theater is that the action takes place on the surface of the pond, and the puppeteers stand waist-deep in water. It was interesting to see and we went.

Vietnamese puppet theater on the water is very closely connected with the origin and life of the Vietnamese people. Despite the fact that many modern residents of Vietnam rarely visit this traditional theater for their country, this type of art, if I understand correctly, is mainly a spectacle designed for tourists.


In 1984, a troupe of 15 Vietnamese artists toured Germany, France, Italy, and the Netherlands with their water puppet theater. Everywhere this original theater on the water was received with enthusiasm and praise. The magazines wrote that the Vietnamese water puppet theater is a tribute to the glorious cultural heritage, forgotten in the past.

The stage for the puppet theater on the water is a natural or artificial reservoir, above the surface of which the scenery is erected in the form of a community house. The puppets are controlled by artists standing waist-deep in water behind wicker screens. The performance takes place in an atmosphere that is both mysterious and close to the audience.

A feature of the Vietnamese puppet theater on the water is the abundance of monologues.

Moreover, theatrical equipment in each region has its own

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