Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Walk to Museum of Ethnology, Hanoi

Another day of exploration, this time following a plan. No surprises today.

Since I had time to kill, I decided than rather surfing virtually, it would be better to do the actual surfing, though not that literal sense. I don't want to boast to others that I spent my time in Hanoi, staying online.

The Museum of Ethnology was the most eye catching thing nearby here. So, once I got rid of the blurriness after waking up, I took off. I had made up my mind to walk there, instead of taking the easy way out of hiring a taxi. It wasn't far, really. Looking at the map, it was doable on foot, with the distance given as only slightly less than 2km away.

Walking along the main road of the not so cold street of Dao Tan/Hanoi anymore, I must had stuck out wearing my black jacket. All the locals were casually dressed. I wanted to get some lunch on the way, but somehow managed to skip it. I did go into a very nondescript cafe along the way, thinking that perhaps I could get a 'ca phe' with some food, but alas, they seemed to serve only coffee. Well, a factor that I have to learn early, I guess.

After sipping my very strong coffee, I headed on. I walked and walked, following the map that I had memorised in my head. It was a pretty straight forward route, which had me going straight for the moment I came out find myself on Dao Tan Street. I passed the first junction, which led me onto Nguyen Khanh Toan Road. From there, I walked straight ahead until I reached the junction. The museum was, unknowned to me then, located to my right. Around 20 minutes of walk.

I didn't know the exact location, except the museum was supposed to be within the vicinity of that area. Seeing something like a park area, I crossed the road, thinking that might be it. From that other side, I looked back and saw that I just left the museum. How stupid of me! Unnecessary risk crossing the busy street again to get to the entrance.

The admission fee was set at 25k d for a normal entry, which meant no 'professional' cameras allowed, whatever that meant. I paid the normal price to a very unsmiling booth operator. Really, the face was really not nice to look at. Wonder what was her problem.

The museum itself was quite huge. It was divided into 2 sections, indoor exhibition hall and outdoor exhibition park. I followed one large crowd with got there almost at the same time as me, going into the exhibition hall first.

As the name suggested, the whole of the museum displayed things associated to the various ethnic groups in Vietnam. I am not one very interested in cultural/ethnology stuff, so I just got confused. In summary, what I realized was Vietnam is made of people of various ethnicities, which differs from the north to the south. Major religious influences came from Buddhism, Taoism, and Confucianism, although I have no idea which is greater. There is a little mention of Islam too.

Clothes among the various tribes looked similarly the same, so were their weapons, household things, hunting gears, and the likes. Trades, house styles, and food depended of their locality. Old Vietnamese seems to be very much influenced by the Chinese way of living. Anyhow, I felt that if you understood Chinese culture through and through, then you would be able to understand Vietnamese culture easier.

The outdoor exhibition showcased the houses of the various tribes. This was much more interesting as it was outdoor and not much reading was required. But again, there were similarities to the Chinese architecture or designs, especially with the carvings, the door designs, pillars, and layout in the house. Why, certain of the houses actually reminded me of certain parts of my grandparents' houses and houses in old Melaka!

Anyhow, I spent the whole good portion of my afternoon there. I left almost at the closing time of the museum. That too, I rushed through the last few houses, after checking the time. It was a good experience though. It was nice to see and of course I took lots of pictures when I was outdoor.

I stopped by for my dinner on the way back at one of the shops and had some 'pho ga'. I really must stop having this dish for dinner, as this is the 2nd day in a row that I had this for dinner. Rush hour traffic entertaining me, my walk back was uneventful, faster but more relaxing. Another satisfying way to spend the afternoon.


Amazing find of Thu Le Zoo

I stumbled upon a zoo yesterday, believe it or not!

I knew there was a zoo nearby but what I didn't know what how near that was. My bad sense of direction meant that although I've been here since last Friday, I am still struggling to get my bearings in this place. We are off Dao Tan main road in Hanoi, with Dae Woo Hotel being the most famous landmark here, I guess.

I had passed the lake, which I have come to know now as Thu Le Lake or Ho Thu Le a few times for the pass few days, but never though the zoo was there. Each time hubby and I walked pass to get to the other end of the road, to Kim Ma Road, the thing that caught our eye the most was the swan boats floating in the middle of the lake. We saw many of the swan boats floating around so serenely that we told ourselves that we should try it one day. One fine day.

We never ventured further around the lake and thus we never knew that the swan boats were at the entrance of the zoo, sort of. Until yesterday.

At about half pass 1, I had decided to put on my shoes and bundle myself up in a jacket and long pants, while my scarf wrap around my neck, since the sun shone quite warmly in the morning. Enough of exploring the city virtually, it was time to get the real action!

Walking out, I had already decided that I had wanted to spend at least 2 hours walking about the nearby areas. And that before doing that, I wanted to get some snacks for myself from the shop that hubby frequented. So off I went, heading straight for the unassuming little bakery nearby the busy junction of Kim Ma and Lieu Giai Road.

Armed with my breads, I continued walking along the Kim Ma stretch, heading towards Nyugen Chi Thanh direction, with another lake to my right, Ho Ngoc Khanh or Lake Ngoc Khanh. Oh ya, something about this lake from hubby. He once said, he saw people fishing out a dead body from this lake during one of the days he was in office! Seemed like the person got too drunk and slipped into heavenly waters, no pun intended. It's the lake that we will be facing soon, if all goes alright.

Walked beside the lake a about 5 minutes before I decided to cross the road the other side. Where there are shops to look at and lanes to peek into whilst walking. A note about crossing the busy streets in Hanoi. Just cross, when you see a gap big enough between traffic. Just wade through the flowing traffic. Keep a steady line and you should be able to get to the other side safely enough. The oncoming bicycles, bikes and vehicles will be honking at you, but fret not, it's just their way of alerting you they are coming. They will not bang you down, or at least not I've not seen that yet.

Back to walking. Saw some pizzarias, vn eateries, a minimart which carried Bear Beer that caught my eye (made a mental note that I should go back there to take a closer look), and of course, lots of Japanese and Korean restaurants. Really. Dao Tan and Kim Ma seem to be invaded by them. I didn't see that many Vietnamese restaurants here, not counting the stalls by the roadside and the cafes.

Passed by some five foot way carparks, crossed some lanes which I didn't venture into, passed some flower and fruits stalls and of course battled with constant honking and dustiness of the roads. I had kept myself on the main road since I didn't have a map with me and as I said, my sense of direction is appalling.

The one road I decided to turn into was sort of a furniture road. I didn't know that but since it seemed like a very busy road, I decided to turn and have a short walk along it. I would say about 95% of the shops there sold furnitures! Old, new, modern, chinese style tables, chairs, desks, cupboards, trolleys, babycots, altars, and so much more made of wood mostly. There was a shop or two which actually served as furniture making shop, as I saw their workers grinding the surface of a table and another working on cutting the wood using a motorized sawing machine.

After a while, I got bored. They were all furnitures, and only furnitures. Nothing much else to see except wooden things and shop workers idling around. Traffic was busy, as in most streets in Hanoi. I turned around and headed out to the main road after walking for about 20 minutes.

Trusting my crooked bearings, I crossed the busy junction to the opposite side. Went to into a bakery and bought myself another 2 buns. This was a western style bakery, though, and of course, the prices were western. After paying, got out and walked into another busy road, which I now think is Le Thanh road.

For a busy road, it's quite small. Anyhow, it's two way traffic here, and as I walked there, the sound of siren caught my attention. Looking ahead, quite towards the middle of the road, I saw a stationary ambulance in a swarm of stationary motorbikes and cars. They seemed to be stuck there, trying very hard to wriggle their way out of the mess. I walked on, passing by some shops selling food, clothing, and a mobile shop.

As I walked further away from the junction, heading towards the seemingly unmoving traffic, I began to see furniture shops, yet again. Seems like this road is the extension of the road I just left earlier. Or the start of it. Trade specification, maybe? One road, one main trade. Some of the shops bore same names as those on the road I was on before. My guess was this must be a tourist hound or else they won't be having that many branches almost at the same road. It's that way back at home in Melaka's Jonker.

It didn't cross my mind how bad the traffic was until I had to weave in and out at the five foot way, avoiding some motorbikes with had the smart idea of squeezing into any available spot, just to move ahead. Yes, I literally had to hunt for space to walk at the road side as walking along the five foot way was out of the question (various furniture laid out for display).

The ambulance managed to squirm out of the traffic, taking a turn towards one of the small lanes nearby. The rest of the traffic remained stuck, or literally inching forward. I continued walking, all the time trying to guess if the traffic would clear up by the time I reached the end of the road. My first time witnessing a major jam in Hanoi. You could see the drivers and riders getting frustrated in this situation. Stuck and totally not moving, especially those in the middle.

As I walked ahead, those that just came in from Kim Ma heading into the road towards Nguyen Chic Thanh and Le Thanh Road opted to make a U turn to release themselves from that nightmare, which I thought all of them should have done so! I walked faster then, getting bored of the traffic and when I got into open space, at the junction, I was so relieved. Goodbye, bad jam and good luck, man!

At that point I didn't know where I was, but I saw a lake, fronted by a chinese temple across the main road. Icon4 tower sat majestically at my left, separated by a little roundabout. I headed straight for the temple and the lake. Very Chinese. Reminded me of a little of Cheng Hoon Theng back home, there were similarities in the architecture. Similar but not the same. I went in.

It wasn't a big temple, at least I didn't think so. But the lake was huge. Then I saw Resco Tower at the other end, and realized the lake was the same swan boat lake, but I was instead at the other end. I felt funnily silly as when I passed by the lake earlier at the other side, I had wanted to venture towards the swan boat area and round the lake to take a better look but decided to postpone it until I got back. Fate, what more could I say.

It was serenely there, with mostly couples relaxing by the lake and locals taking walks. Trees lined up the path along the lake and rubbish. Yes, it was quite dirty there, in my humble opinion. Other than that, everything else was okay, quite picturesque. The entrance to the main temple itself was like 80 meters inside. Quite a small temple actually, but with a big compound. Ahead I could there some sort of a small playground and so I went.

That's when I saw the fencing dividing the temple grounds that the lake. And saw the ticketing booth. I went in, saw two ladies sitting beside the booth, one in uniform of sorts, and knew I couldn't skip the entrance fee. I paid my dues, which was 4k d and started walking. Mind you, at that time, I still wasn't aware that I had reached the zoo.

Until I saw the first of the many cages. Then I laughed at myself as the realization dawned on me. I had bought myself a ticket to the zoo! I had been told there was a zoo nearby but which I had not plan to do, given the not so encouraging reviews online. How funny! That's how I stumbled on a zoo, by chance, by accident.

The place itself wasn't something to shout about. I really didn't bother to spend time looking at the cages for the animals. I just breezed through the path, enjoying the people and the atmosphere. They had built some playground at some areas, with merry go rounds, a mini roller coaster, things for kids, mostly. Colourful, bright, but I cannot but feel those weren't supposed to be there, in the zoo. Oh, and another thing, the zoo had neighbours of houses if not mistaken. I saw buildings right after the fencing of the zoo. Just like a typical Hanoi setting, very close buildings. Wonder how the neighbours take it all in.

For a week day, the zoo had quite a number of visitors, which was surprising for me. Didn't think that it would have, my bad. Anyhow, like I said, I skipped the cage-hopping, animal-staring thing and just walked along the path. Took some pictures especially when I got to the swan boat area. They also had the plastic ball on the water, not unlike zorbing ball, just on water.

Took one whole big round of the lake and exited at the same temple, the further end of the lake from my place at Dao Tan. On purpose. So that I could walk some more. Walking along the lake from the outside, saw some roadside barbers. Such a nice and relaxing way to have a hair cut. One even had a hammock nearby. When I nearly reached Resco Tower, I crossed the road and made my way back to the little minimart along Nguyen Chic Thanh road, to get the Bear Beer. Couldn't get that out of my mind as it looked so similar to something I sketched before, my Polar Beer. For my hubby.

Once that was done, I decided to call it a day and headed back. It was almost 5 at that time. My legs were slightly tired by then and I had already taken off my jacket. The first time without a jacket outside of the apartment!

One observation on the traffic here, comparison actually. While I was walking along Ho Nguc Khahn, I saw a group of schoolboys, I presumed that they were schoolboys as they were all in the same white shirt uniform with bags, cycling along Nguyen rd. They were cycling in a straight row on that busy street, happily chatting. I could only think, if they were in KL doing that, they might not be able to that more than once. How different the traffic culture is!

Thus, I ended my amazing find of the Thu Le Zoo and walkabout Dao Tan/Kim Ma/Nguyen Nguc Khanh, yesterday.

Monday, March 26, 2012

Weird but Scary

I had a weird dream last night. Scary at that time, weird now that I think of it. Why?

A bit of background, I was a true blue Malaysian student, with KBSR and KBSM shoved down my system and then the various translated local lecturers' notes to pump it all around my veins. And all those were so long ago, I have now passed my big 3-0!

So the weird thing in the dream was I found myself a day before the SPM. The scary part was I knew I did not prepare well enough. In the dream, I was still not revising even it was the day before. Instead, I recalled, I was somewhere near my former primary school, trying to borrow a totally unrelated book to the subject next day. I didn't remember if I went back and had a go at the book, though.

The next scene I found myself in was the exam, and so it must have been the exam day. At least, it felt like the D-day, but the problem was I saw scenes from my grandmother's house! How could I be taking my exam at my grandmother's house?! Then again, dreams are never to be logical.

What I remember was I had to sit for my BM paper, which I guessed was the subjective paper as I recalled vividly it had 3 sections and I knew not how to answer any of them confidently! The paper started at 8 in the morning and we had until quarter past 9 to finish it up. Kill me but at a few minutes after 8, after receiving the paper, I remembered I headed for a short shower, at the adjacent cowshed! Yes, I kid you not! Remember, I was to take the exam but I found myself at my grannies taking the exam, how weird more can it go right?

Coming out of the shower, it was already quarter past 8. And yes, another weird happened. I didn't do the normal thing to rush it all. I recalled, as I calmly read through all the 3 questions from the 3 parts, trying to figure out the answers to them, if I had read the book I borrowed yesterday, would it help to answer them in an accepted template. Oh my goodness right?! Well, it goes to show how shallow a student I was then and how so uncreative I grew up to be!

Well, what else could I do except to carry on and attempt the answer the questions in my own way and hoped that I had miraculously littered my answers with the key words and that the examiners would be kind enough to ignore the absence of any answer template of any kind in my responses and pick them up. Enough point not to fail! I even had the cheek how my answer script would stick out like a sore thumb to the marker!

What happened next is anyone's guess. I don't remember waking up after that, but I don't remember events that came after that final scene described here. Did I finish up the exam? What did I write? How did I write?

It's a weird dream really but scary all the same, as this is the second time I had this dream about SPM, way after my time. This second dream was like the continuation of the first. The scariest part is I didn't have all these dreams when I sat my actual SPM!

What does it mean, I wonder..

Friday, March 9, 2012

Clearing ↑

Clearing

Trying to clear up the mess in my room but the process is NOT easy!
In the midst, I got distracted by.....

old cards and letters given to me
birthday, wishes, CNY cards, no occasions, and letters from uhhmm..people that were in my life once upon a long time ago!

gifts and lots of gifts
came across lots of gifts, from friends, from ex colleagues, from subordinates, from vendors, from uhmmm...people who were in my life once upon a long time ago!

diaries
yes, diaries from all my jobs from the yesteryears that required me to keep one or more..

ID cards
hahaha..they are really to look at, now..Seeing my not so old faces at various stages.. Funny but at the same time, kind of sad..

Collectibles
Ah yes, once a upon a time, I was a little mouse. I collected everything I thought cute, nice, or something that I might want to use later... which I never use them in the end, which is why I am seeing them now...from seashells, to beads, to ribbons, to scraps of papers, to clothes labels, to rocks, to pcbs..little mouse, see what the mount that you created

Dust
Inevitably, dust is part of my collection too..


They evoke memories, lots of them, good, bad, sad, funny and of weird feeling. They also tell me that time has moved forward all this while and asked me have I done the same?

Time to continue, else I might not be able to clear the whole room by today...



Don't be afraid your life will end; be afraid that it will never begin.
— Grace Hansen