Carol at the entrance to a house where the women have all the power. Sounds like our house. |
Communal House - steps are not really inviting. |
These wooden carvings were around a tomb. Guess they want the dead guy to know what he is missing. |
Most of the cab drivers try to rip you off a bit. When the hotel calls the cab, it costs a certain amount to go somewhere and more when you come back. It is easy to get uppity about it until you realize that you paid $3 or $4 to get somewhere and $5 or $6 to get back. It just sounds worse when you compare 80,000 Vietnamese dollars vs 150,000. Sounds like a big rip off.
The Temple of Literature was in the afternoon. Alter to Confucius and tributes to the doctors of Literature.
Carol felt a home - hot - but at home. We sweated a little more, and then made our way back to the hotel.
Then to the water puppet show. We had tickets and even though it was raining - we got our umbrellas and trudged on. Well, not really raining - it was a downpour. We got to the water puppet theater very wet and took our seats. The puppeteers stand behind a facade in water up to their waists and the puppets act out legends. It was somewhat entertaining but a little bit goes a long way. The one hour show was a gracious plenty - and those folks do 4 or 5 shows a day. Dinner and early to bed - Friday is a long day to Halong Bay.
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