Rock climbing in
and I went
rock climbing in Dalat today and escaped from my mom "the
manicurist" who is very pissed off at me for not towing the group
She attempted to make us feel bad and jealous by saying that it was more
fun going in a group.
I had to lie to my mom and told her that we had already paid for our
"tour" of hiking in the waterfalls and that she would be unable to climb
some of those falls and that's why we wanted to go.
My mother does not want me to go rock climbing ever and probably would
have physically forced me to stay with the group activities that she had
planned if she had known that we were going rock climbing 01
Although it was difficult to escape again, I am glad we did since we had
a wonderful day of rock climbing and were away from my mother and crew.
Rock climbing in Dalat is still a very novel idea since everyone goes to
Dalat to rappel, hike, swim or golf. Most of the climbs here are top
rope and there are three major companies that have guides to lead
tourists like us to rock climb. There were actually some very difficult
to our English speaking guides, there are NOT a lot of women who come to
Dalat to exclusively climb. I was actually the first "Viet Kieu" (male
or female) that he has lead on a guided tour of rock climbing in the
four years the tour company has been opened.
I don't think they've ever seen women climb as hard as we did!
I was asked out by many of the young
Vietnamese tour guides that day and
even got several marriage proposals since in the Vietnamese culture,
being '30' is old. Many of the Vietnamese men can't figure out why I
haven't married yet.
After a semi-good day of climbing in the waterfalls and me falling
numerous times in the water (and getting my ass slapped as a way to help
me out of the water by my guide), Becca and I got dropped back at the
center of town where I had to buy new pants that weren't soaking wet.
Becca also wanted to get my mother a 'thank you' gift of something other
As I went to check out sizes for my new pants purchase, the sales girl
immediately told me that I could not wear the size small. I am a size
LARGE here. Yes, I have a complex, since in the US, I am an extra petite
we meet up with my mother and crew at the hotel. They once again tricked
us into having dinner at the evil woman's house when we thought we were
going to go to a restaurant.
We ended up at the evil's woman house for another 4 hours. When we
finally got tired of sitting around and asked to leave and have Sun to
come back to pick them up later, I was blamed for being impatient and
that I was selfish for not allowing my mother to stay to learn 'trigger
point' even though it was selfish of her to kidnap us for 4 hours.
We once again had to do everything in a group. It was a weird concept to
have us dropped back at the hotel room.
Becca went back to the hotel room to sleep since we were leaving early
in the morning back to
Saigon (aka Ho Chi Minh City) and I went and had
beef pho with Tuan and Sun.
It was a fun night trying to exchange Vietnamese and English words and
Apparently the Vietnamese must have $100,000 in the bank in order to
migrate to the US (the average salary of a person here is about $100).
Otherwise, you have to have a relative or a fiancee to sponsor you.
to start a business here, one must have $18,000 in the bank in case
their business fails, which is sort of like their version of business
insurance. Like most countries, many businesses here are started
Here is Becca's experience:
The highlight of the trip was breaking from the group and going on a
day-long rock-climbing tour. We swam near waterfalls and were very bad
Lorran even got a slap on the ass from the tour guide for falling in
the creek bed numerous times (apparently in Vietnam, this is the way to
check if someone is okay when they almost drown).
The other highlight of the trip took place at the table with all of the
family over a discussion of fake meats. We were going down the list of "fickin"
"facon", etc...lorran held up her piece of fake duck, and I
blurted out "fuck" before I realized what I had said.
Her parents laughed, though they didn't quite understand why I said it (terets?).
We tried to explain, but I fear we were unsuccessful.