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lotusinjadewell · 11 months
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Hội An, Vietnam. Credit to truong.howard (Instagram).
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everenchant · 10 months
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Hoi An, with its timeless allure and captivating heritage, is renowned for its ancient town. However, beyond the bustling streets lies a world of tranquility and authenticity in its countryside and villages. In this blog post, we will embark on a journey to explore the hidden gems that showcase the true essence of Hoi An.
Read more: https://everenchant.com/hoi-an-countryside/
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thutrangphoto · 1 year
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cooltourismical · 1 year
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Hoi An, as lovely as always.
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travelguidearticle · 2 days
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Travel Guide Hoi An Vietnam
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alsaharhoianvilla · 5 months
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Amidst the hustle and bustle of our demanding lives, the concerns of the sophisticated city can leave us utterly exhausted. Hoi An Villas: Unveiling Tranquil Retreats Amidst Vietnam’s Charm promises to provide a chance to indulge in moments of tranquility amidst the embrace of nature, offering experiences that are nothing short of enthralling. Presented below are the top 5 Hoi An Villas that are poised to be your impeccable havens.
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kaquikiwi · 10 months
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privatecarhoian · 1 year
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Hoi An’s ancient town is not only famous for the Japanese Covered Bridge and hundred-year-old houses but also for its peaceful and poetic scenery, which can be seen through small cafes, narrow streets, paper flower-covered porches, and the sound of traditional boat racing on the Hoai River. It is worth visiting Hoi An at least once in your life.
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elizabethrlilly · 1 year
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Went to the famous bahn mi place Anthony Bourdain loved in Hoi An. And yes, it’s worth the hype. Get the mixed and the garlic one. March 2023.
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wanderlustphotosblog · 3 months
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The Ultimate Guide to Experiencing Da Nang, Vietnam
Home to a bridge nicknamed the "Hands of God" and a dragon bridge that breathes fire, Da Nang is one of Southeast Asia's most incredible cities. Learn how to plan your visit with my Da Nang, Vietnam guide.
Located in central Vietnam, the city of Da Nang is a beautiful and rapidly growing city that is becoming one of Southeast Asia’s top tourist destinations. Renowned for its breathtaking landscape, rich culture, and incredible cuisine, it is a destination that should be on every traveler’s list. In this Da Nang, Vietnam Guide, I will touch on some of the many things that make this city…
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heyiwrotesomethings · 11 months
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hoi! how are you?? can you do tamayo with a big, strong sweetheart who specializes in blacksmithing? or just making swords for demon slayers? they would train everyday, but give her lots of loves and kisses? they'll take her out for dinner or just do something really sweet for her (since she deserves the whole world 🥺) they/them nouns please!
and thank you! you're amazing!!
Tungsten 
Tamayo x They/Them Reader
A/N: Do y’all ever think the masks the swordsmiths wear would do more harm than good? They stand out a lot for people who are supposed to stay lowkey. I could think of a few reasons why they would wear them in the village, but when their out delivering swords I would be worried. Anyway, that’s why I had the smith leave the village w/o their mask on if anyone wonders as they read 🤷‍♀️. Hope you enjoy! Word Count: 1,088
A lot of aspects surrounding (Y/n)’s way of life were a secret. Their village, their job, their face… all concealed. But that was just the reality of every swordsmith that had given their service to the demon slayers. However, there was an even bigger secret (Y/n) held that had the potential to jeopardize everything that they had built if any of their fellow smiths or the demon slayers found out.
“Heading out of the village again, (Y/n)? If you weren’t so diligent with your work, I’d have half the mind to scold you.” Tecchin chuckled. “Have you met a special someone in the city?”
“Truthfully, yes,” (Y/n) beamed beneath their mask, “yes, I have.”
“Lucky kid,” Tecchin teased, “Just be careful, for your sake and theirs.”
“I will. I’ll return in a few days.”
“As long as the quality of your work continues and things are done on time, you can go whenever you want. Safe travels.”
(Y/n) bowed to the elder in reverence, then made their exit. They always felt a little guilty over the identity of their sweetheart, but knowing who their lover was and what she stood for, they didn’t lose too much sleep over it.
They looked over their travel bag once more, making sure their special side project was among the belongings. Then they stowed away their mask and and left the village, the smell of sulphur fell away and the sound of metal tinkering slowly morphed into to bird songs and the swaying of leaves on the breeze. Then as night fell, they were greeted with the glow of the big city, the sound of automobiles and carriages rolling along the gravel.
Along the way, (Y/n) found a familiar fuzzy face and smiled, crouching to the ground to greet the cat who approached them with a happy, ‘mrrp!’.
“Good evening, Chachamaru. Will you be my guide tonight?”
The cat brushed against their leg, going a little ways down a quiet path before turning around to wait for the swordsmith. (Y/n) followed after Chachamaru and did not startle when the cat suddenly vanished after reaching a certain point. They continued on, following the cat through the barrier, gazing up at the lovely house that had suddenly appeared.
The front door slid open and (Y/n)’s smile grew as a woman stepped out to greet them. They wasted no time bounding up to her and lifting her into their strong arms, relishing in the surprised gasp and soft laughter that followed.
“Tamayo, love of my life, I missed you so much! Have you been well?” (Y/n) asked between several kisses.
“Yes, I’ve been just fine, thank you,” she chuckled, attempting to dodge the onslaught of affection now, “I missed you too, but (Y/n), please, show mercy.”
“Ah, is Yushirou around?” (Y/n) looked around a bit warily. They had tried to get on the other demon’s good side, but given that they were Tamayo’s partner, it was an impossible task.
“No, I gave him a few errands to keep him busy for a couple hours at least. I would just like to make it inside the house before being so… openly affectionate.” She softly replied.
“Oh?” (Y/n) gave Tamayo a mischievous look, putting a bit more pressure in their hold, “but Yushirou put up this special barrier so one can see us, isn’t that right?”
“(Y/n)…” Tamayo warned, a pretty blush crawling over her pale cheeks.
“I’m only teasing, my love. Let’s go inside, I made something for you.”
“You didn’t have to do that.” Tamayo looked just a bit concerned, “You have a very important job, I hope you aren’t sacrificing yourself to try to appease me. You know just having your company for these few days every month is all the gift I need.”
“You are so sweet,” (Y/n) kissed Tamayo’s forehead, “and that’s why I like to make you things, because you’re so sweet I want to give you the best I can offer. Come on, I can’t wait to show you!”
Tamayo didn’t have to worry about following (Y/n) in, (Y/n) carried her in and set her gently on the ground once they were inside Tamayo’s room, decorated with artfully crafted metal works that had been made by the smith that stood before her.
“Close your eyes.” (Y/n) asked.
Tamayo smiled warmly at the excited twinkle in their eyes, then did as she was asked. She felt familiar rough hands cup her own, slipping a cool piece of metal into her open palms before closing her hands around it. The hands pulled away and she mourned the loss for only a moment before (Y/n) whispered,
“Alright, take a look.”
Tamayo opened her eyes and slowly peeled her hands back, then quietly gasped in awe and the small, yet intricately crafted patterned tungsten ring with a pretty gem encased within. Unsurprisingly, it for her finger perfectly when she slipped it on.
“It’s beautiful, dear. I love it.” She said, with as much sincerity as she could muster. Though the tears welling up in her eyes left no need for trying to convince.
“I’m glad you think so. I made another to match!” They flashed a ring of their own that Tamayo hadn’t had a moment to process until now, noting the complimentary design of (Y/n)’s ring and the shiny Ruby gem embedded within.
“I made them so you would have my birthstone and I would have yours. So we’ll always be carrying a little piece of each other. What do you think?”
Tamayo put her hands over her mouth, unable to get anymore words out, but she did come forward to rest her head against (Y/n)’s chest, nodding appreciatively. Her heart soared when their arms wrapped around her as they always did and she melted further when they softly kissed the top of her head before resting their head atop hers.
Tamayo hadn’t dared to dream she would find peace like this ever again, but now that she had it, she would be damned if she’d let it go. She enjoyed her allotted time with (Y/n), spending every moment she could with them before they had to go back to their village. She was sad to see them go, she always was, but they would be back. In the meantime, she would continue her own part in this war and continue her research. Now with that added weight upon her ring finger, she would hold it close to her chest and look up to the moon as she counted the nights until her smith’s return.
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jsbsam · 6 months
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When is a Llama not a Llama?
For you regular followers of my twaddle you will remember that MM has had good reason to give me grief over my mistakes regarding national monuments in the past. Who could forget my inability to distinguish between a Temple and a Palace in Bangkok or, even worse, a priceless Japanese Bridge and roadworks in Hoi An in Vietnam. On this occasion I'm happy to report that the cock up is not mine for a change. But more of that later.
Today we visited the old town of Lima with our guide, Mabel - a good Inca name I thought! It turned out that we had her all to ourselves. She said it was because it's early in the season and we were her only bookings. I think that maybe the other 10 had heard that MM was in town. Bad news travels fast over here and, although they apparently have tuk tuks in some areas, we haven't seen hide nor hair of any. Her exploits in India in 2015 have gone down in tuk tuk folklore and have clearly travelled across the globe in the intervening years.
I digress. Mabel arrived bang on 9am and off we went to the old town where we were dropped off next to The Bolivar hotel, a beautiful but decaying building. Everyone who was anyone has stayed here from Kennedy to Mick Jagger. The hotel sits looking over the square that contains a statue in recognition of the Argentinian general (Jose de Saint Martin) who secured Peru independence in 1821. Interestingly, at that time only 10% of Peruvians wanted independence, 90% wanted to stay under Spanish rule! (So Jose was the equivalent to Nicola Sturgeon!). However, the rest of South America wanted Spain out so they united to fight the Spanish and Peruvian armies. Another couple of interesting facts that transpired from looking at the statue. On any statue of a man (or woman) on a horse if the horse has the 2 front legs in the air, then the rider died in battle. If only one leg is lifted (as in this case) the rider did not die in battle. However, if all 4 legs are grounded the the rider was never in a battle. Also, for statues of the virgin Mary, if she has her hands together, then it's before she was a mother, if her arms are open, then she's given birth to Jesus. Fascinating! When you see the photo's you will see a picture of the angel of liberty on the front of the statue of our friend Jose with a tiny Llama on her head. You may wonder why this is. Fortunately for you, I am here to explain as it is quite unusual. Although this is a Peruvian statue, it was commissioned in Spain. In Spanish “Llamas" has several meanings. It can mean Llama the animal, flame or name. So the sculptor was asked to provide a "statue of the angel of liberty with a llamas (name) above". So, when is a llamas not a llamas? Crazy.
It really was an interesting tour and Mabel really knew her history. I would strongly recommend it if you visit Lima.
We also saw the sun for the first time today. Apparently, the Peruvians nickname for Lima is "the donkeys belly" because it's always grey here. However, it hardly ever rains either. They occasionally get drizzle but maybe only 2mm of rain a year.
I'm glad we've spent a couple of days here. It was more interesting than I thought it would be and we've learnt quite a lot.
Tomorrow we fly up to Cuzco and find out how badly we'll suffer from altitude sickness!
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lunarfleur · 1 year
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I’ve Got You ~ Dwayne Robertson
Tagging: @collieflower215 @sophie-i-guess13 @aint-we-the-hoi-polloi @sparklenarniawizard @whyareyouhere66
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You walked through Dwayne’s house, the heavy burden of your day weighing you down. Your feet dragged behind you as you made it to his bedroom door, knocking softly.
“Come in,” his enthusiastic voice called. You opened the door slowly and watched as his eyes brightened the moment he saw you. Dwayne was sitting on his floor, guitar in his arms.
“Darlin’,” he practically gasped, “you didn’t tell me you were comin’.” You shrugged tiredly.
“Last minute decision, I guess.”
Dwayne frowned, setting his guitar aside and standing up. You tossed your bag on the floor and allowed him to pull you close. You felt the way his eyebrows were furrowed as he rested his head on too of your’s.
“You okay?” He asked. You nodded, taking in his scent. His smell was comforting; campfires and the vanilla candles his mother always burned.
“Long day,” you whispered. With the way your head pounded and your bones ached, you felt as if it could not get any louder. You could only focus on him.
Dwayne guided you over to his bed, blankets and pillows tangled around each other. He never cared enough to make his bed. You rested your head on his chest and he wrapped his arms around you. One hand traveled up to stroke your hair soothingly.
You hummed contentedly, the warm feeling of sleep washing over your body. Your eyes grew heavy under his touch, sleep threatening to pull you into its grasp. Dwayne placed a kiss to your forehead gently. You looked up at him and earned a smile and a sweet kiss.
“At least it’s Friday,” he shrugged, kissing you once more. “Now go to sleep.”
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Planes, Trains, and Automobiles
If you’ve been following along, my mom came to Asia to visit and travel with me after classes finished. After she went home I returned to Ha Noi and my dad came to visit, as he also wanted to see Vietnam but my parents are on different schedules.
We spent a few days in Hanoi; I showed my dad to some of my favorite places and we even went to some new places that I had not yet been to. Like my mom, my dad also experienced quite a bit of culture shock, but he still really liked the city.
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My dad wanted to see more of Vietnam, so I planned a trip to central Vietnam, my favorite region of the country. I had already been to Da Nang and Hoi An, but I wanted to return to the area to see more.
I have taken many forms of transportation over the past few months, but I had not yet taken a train in Vietnam so I booked tickets to take an overnight train from Hanoi to Hue. Vietnam is pretty well-connected by railway, there are train lines spanning the entire length of the country from Hanoi to Ho Chi Minh. Trains have a mix of regular seats and sleeper cabins. Sleeper cabins can have either 4 or 6 beds. Since I booked last minute and there was a holiday I could only get us tickets together in a 6, which was not a good choice. Below I have a picture from the internet with the dimensions, which kind of gives a feel for how small the space was. I am a smaller person so I fit okay, but my 6 ft tall dad was very uncomfortable. Even the 4-person cabins were very small so I don’t think they would have been much better. As a general note, the average Vietnamese person is very small so any taller/larger person planning a visit should take that into account, as many things are designed for smaller people.
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After a very rough night on the train, we were very relieved to reach our destination: the city of Hue.
Hue is located slightly north of Da Nang. It was the capital of Vietnam of during the Nguyen Dynasty. During the war Hue suffered greatly, with much of the city destroyed and thousands of people killed. In the past few decades, however, they have been able to rebuild and are becoming a growing tourism center. I did not have time to visit Hue previously, but I knew I had to go there before I left Vietnam.
Our first day my dad and I walked around the city center and took a trip down the Perfume River that snakes through the city on a dragon boat, one of the things Hue is famous for.
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Hue is also famous for its cuisine, so we went on a food tour. This was the first food tour I had ever been on, and it was very worth it. Our guide, Linh, was a very enthusiastic and cool guy, and he had great food choices. We got to try many Hue specialties and they were all so delicious. My favorite was Hue’s most famous dish: Bun Bo Hue. This is a beef noodle dish that I had had before in Hanoi, but it was so much better in Hue. To finish the tour we also had some of Hue’s local beer: Huda. Linh also took us around the city and told us some about its history. Because of the holiday we also walked through a street festival and walked along the river to see all the dragon boats lit up in the water.
Besides food, Hue is also known for its historic Imperial City, a UNESCO World Heritage Site that is home to palaces, gardens, temples, and other structures from the Nguyen Dynasty. Due to heavy destruction of the site during the war it is still undergoing reconstruction, like many other historic sites around Vietnam. My dad and I spent a good portion of a day there exploring all of the different structures.
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From Hue our next destination was Da Nang. We took the train again but had a much more pleasant experience, as this ride was less than three hours and we sat in regular seats that were more spacious than the sleeper cabin. We also had some very scenic views. While I would not recommend an overnight train, I would recommend a train for shorter distances for scenic views and affordability (our tickets for this ride were only about $5 each!).
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Since I had already visited Da Nang, I was able to show my dad some highlights, like the best beach and the nearby pagoda. One new thing we did that I did not have time for before was visit Ba Na Hills.
Ba Na Hills originated over a hundred years ago when French imperialists built a mountain resort. In more modern times it has been turned into Sun World, which is basically an amusement park on top of the mountain. To get to the park there are several cable car lines up the mountain. The park is most famous for its Golden Bridge, which has become a landmark and symbol of Vietnam. The main part of the park is a village modeled after Europe with restaurants, gardens, games, rides, and live performances. There were so many performers at the park, we got to see several dance troupes, singers, acrobats, jugglers, accordionists, saxophone players, and characters. While most of the park was Europe-themed, there were also Vietnamese traditional buildings and a Buddhist temple there, making for a very interesting mix of culture. I originally planned a park visit specifically for the famous Golden Bridge, but I really enjoyed the rest of it.
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We next spent a night in Hoi An (see my previous post for more details on this city) so that my dad could see the famous lanterns before taking a flight back to Hanoi. We were originally going to take another overnight train back, but after our experience we decided that airplane travel suited us much better.
Anyway, shout-out to my dad for going on this adventure with me.
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alsaharhoianvilla · 5 months
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