After a tearful departure at Heathrow, I had my 11 hour flight to Hanoi which was fine other than it was pitch black outside most of the flight and I didn’t sleep and had a 4 hour wait in Hanoi for my connecting flight to Phu Quoc. A first potential disaster was the fact I had to leave my bag in the arrivals hall and the lady said that it will be put on my next flight and to go get a taxi transfer to the domestics terminal – I left my passport photos in the taxi! finally arrived in tropical Phu Quoc to meet my friend Gee and her big sister Al who had been on a family holiday over Xmas in Vietnam. it was safe to say I was exhausted but I was whisked away for some lunch at Heaven which looked like a dodgy local but was, in fact, delicious and did not cause any upset tummies 👍🏼 I was introduced to the famous dish of Morning Glory 😂 which I stir-fried green veg in garlic and soy.
Then we hit the beach and watched the sun go down. not much else has happened other than beaching it at the moment (coz I deserve it 😉)
Cici then arrived after 24 hours of travelling from Sydney! I finally got over my jetlag and decided to try out the local coconut vodka – I tried to order some tonic to go with it and the lady didn’t let me so I ordered it separately, the lady had reason to not let me as it curdled!! I still drank it tho 😜 we went on a boat trip to a few islands, including fingernail island…. we attempted to fish but didn’t catch anything and then snorkelled with lots of coral.
We had our last dinner at Saigonese, the most delicious food I’ve had so far with sticky fried pork rice balls and mushroom spring rolls – the cheapest drink I could get was apple cider (i am my father’s daughter!) then we got back to the hostel to pack and have an early night – there isn’t much of a party scene in Phu Quoc so we haven’t missed out on much.