The previous night a local girl advised me to visit Vườn Hoa Bách Hợp. I call it “The Flower Garden”. So this is where I went during my last day in Hanoi.
At the entrance of the garden. a local guy tried ripping me off asking 50 000 for a ticket. I asked him to give me the ticket first. As I expected, he didn’t have any; apparently, he wanted to earn cash on a dumb tourist :). So I entered the garden for free with confidence.
Beautiful cherry blossom.
Let there be music!
A heart of flowers.
Snow and blood.
Children having fun.
“I am the Queen of Vietnam!”
Life is a colourful adventure.
After a fascinating experience at the Flower Garden, I stopped by at the Tran Quoc Pagoda at the West Lake. As I expected, it was packed with tourists. Phu Tay Ho was much better.
At the entrance of the pagoda.
Communism and religion? 🙂
Riding a motorbike through the green tunnel at Phan Dinh Phung street is a special feeling.
Ngoc Son Temple on the Hoan Kiem Lake.
The turtle preserved in the glass box in was one of the four old turtles living in the Hoan Kiem Lake. It’s more than 2 metres long, and weighs 250 kg. For Vietnamese, the turtle in Hoan Kiem Lake is holy because it is linked with the legend of King Le Loi, who returned the magic sword to the turtle deity in Hoan Kiem Lake after defeating foreign invaders. This is why the lake is called “The Lake of the Sword Returned.”
For Vietnamese, the turtle in Hoan Kiem Lake is holy because it is linked with the legend of King Le Loi, who returned the magic sword to the turtle deity in Hoan Kiem Lake after defeating foreign invaders. This is why the lake is called “The Lake of the Sword Returned.”
The old and the new flags of Vietnam.
The golden turtle is also depicted at the entrance of the Ngoc Son Temple. The temple is dedicated to General Tran Hung Dao (who defeated the Mongols in the 13th century), La To (patron saint of physicians) and the scholar Van Xuong.
Yes, life is about having fun!
Another “touristc” atttraction: St. Joseph Cathedral.
What’s so special about this grey buidling? Buddhist pagodas in Myanmar and Vietnam are much brighter.
Vietnamese women are like angels: they don’t have wings, but they fly on motorbikes. Men must be cautious in Vietnam – it’s easy to fall in love.
One, two, three!
Later in the afternoon I was sitting at the lake and talking to Vietnamese students. During my whole stay in Hanoi the students approached me several times asking to practice English with them.
I would go out to the Lake later at night also to have a last feel of this wonderful city. For now, it’s time to say good-bye to incredible Vietnam.