February 1, 2012 -- They say Phu Quoc is the next big tropical vacation spot, (they always say that) though it seems quite well discovered to me, I guess there is always more ruin that tourists can inflict upon a beautiful paradise.
I cannot easily post pics from my phone and rarely find time to write and frankly, it is hard to think about posting pics from the phnom penh S21 prison museum and writing about the unfathomable atrocity and evil in our own lifetimes. PolPot and the Khmer rouge took phnom penh only one month after my March 1975 trip to China. I am reading " When Broken Glass Floats", a moving memoir by a survivor.
I am forwarding r's account of a difficult travel day and lost luggage. (In defense of my "fit", without it they would have left us without a plan) We are in Vietnam now for the remaining three weeks of our travels. After phu quoc island we will continue our adventure toward saigon and beyond as we send our way toward hanoi.The seafood here is abundant and fresh. At the night market you can choose from an array of fish, snails, conch, prawns and things we cannot name-- last night we had scallops grilled on the shell with garlic, spring onion and peanuts, so yummy-- grilled to perfection.
Two young new Zealander sisters, jess and maeve, who taught at Savongs school with us are here as well. They started to call us mum and dad after chamrong, our tuk tuk driver did. We saw them last night, bought them new Zealand ice cream cones and will have dinner together tonight.
We planned an all day snorkel trip today, but it may rain, so they cancelled though others booked with a boat that seemed to be going. Rich is happy to have a down day after the snafu with his backpack.
In the course of writing this, the sun has come out and the clouds are vanishing. Looks like a hot beach, read, swim, walk day.
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