Feb. 20 Saigon
I finally got some pictures on the blog. I think you my have to click on the bar above the blog to see the pictures. They are all from Thailand
Our second elephant ride
The solid gold Buddha
The Buddha head in tree roots
Part of the summer palace
Emerald Buddha
One of the buildings in the Grand Palace
Gary & I with the King of Demonds
Gary & I on the first elephant ride
The floating market
Train coming through the market
Putting market stalls back up after train.
Today we toured Saigon. Saigon is on the Saigon River, a busy port with large ships, small fishing vessels and ferries running all over the place. Lots of flotsam in the river which is a brown colour from the silt being washed toward the delta.
The French occupied Saigon for over 100 years and their influence is seen in the architecture. The older generation is still fluent in French, but it is no longer spoken much. Our first stop was the City Hall. This is where the President stayed and ran the government and the war in the war with North Vietnam. The building was designed by a Vietnamese who had been educated in France, so the exterior is European. The inside is Asian. One of the reception rooms has a wall completely covered with large lacquer tiles. It is magnificent, brightly colored and impressive. The other reception rooms have some lacquer tables and chests.
The basement was used as a bomb shelter and has many small rooms with radio equipment, maps, a tiny room for the President and his family in case of attack. It also has a secret tunnel connecting it to another building so the President had an escape route. The tank that crashed the gate and lead to the South’s surrender is on display. Our guide gave us a very good summary of the war.
As we arrived there was a group of acrobats doing the dance of the lion and dragon. They then had 2 of their group climb poles being held by the rest of the group. The dragon continued his dance at the top of the pole.
Throughout the building were symbols of the 4 sacred animals – the dragon which symbolizes power, the unicorn a symbol of peace, the turtle a symbol of long life and the phoenix a symbol of good luck.
Our next stop was the post office. It was designed by the same architect that designed the Eiffel Tower. Inside was still an active Post Office, but it maintained the decoration from the past. The scene was dominated by a hugh picture of Ho Chi Minh. Gary was surrounded by tiny Vietnamese teenage girls who wanted their picture taken with him. You’d think he was Justin Beiber based on the way the teenyboppers were all over him.
We then went to a lacquer factory. Amazing what they produce, we bought a couple of small pieces. After the board is prepared it gets the first coat of lacquer the design is then added. The design could be done from broken duck egg shells, mother of pearl or painted on. 17 separate layers of lacquer are added with the piece being polished between each layer.the whole process takes months as it has to dry for days after each lacquer coat, the final polish is done using coconut fibre. The whole operation is done by hand. The artisans are amongst the better paid people.
On the way we passed the American embassy where we had watched on TV as the helicopters air lifted people out as the north Vietnamese entered the city. As you would expect it is heavily fortified with guards everywhere.
Next we went to another pagoda. This had the three kinds of Buddha images. It was very close inside with so much incense burning my eyes were watering. There was a group of women sitting on the floor and one was chanting ( on and on in a loud high pitched voice). The rest of the women were following along from a book in front of each of them. We were told they were praying, it sounded like they were on a pilgrimage. There were a few people wearing bandanas on their heads, all were white and some had a red dot in the middle. Reminded me of pictures we would see during the war. The bandanas meant they are in morning, the red dot means they are family of the deceased.
We stopped at a market in China Town, there is a hugh Chinese population and the Chinese culture is evident everywhere. A number of the Vietnamese traditions, food, clothing have a basis in Chinese. A long the street we passed many coffee shops, not a Starbucks to be seen. Apparently Starbucks could not survive here as most people prefer the Vietnam coffee and of course it is much cheaper. Coffees is $0.50 on the street or in the coffee shop you pay $2.00 and get air-conditioning and free wi-fi. The tables and chairs they use at the out door cafes are what we at home would give to small children – these people are tiny.
In the market we were shown the beetle seed that older women often chew. They put the seeds in a banana leaf, roll it up, put the whole thing in their mouth and chew it. One “chew” would last a couple of hours. Their teeth turn black and they are prone to mouth cancer. The chew is very addictive and the government is trying to get people to stop using it.
Our last stop was the Rex Hotel. Again a famous spot from the war. This is where the journalists and GIs stayed. It has been restored and is now the centre of the shopping area (all the big designers, no bargains there!) we did not get any shopping in. I would have loved to see some of the local fabrics but there weren’t any where we stopped.
Back to the ship for a Vietnamese dinner. The main course was duck Vietnamese style, probably the best duck I have ever had (sorry Dave).
