“We are travelers on a cosmic journey, stardust, swirling and dancing in the eddies and whirlpools of infinity. Life is eternal. We have stopped for a moment to encounter each other, to meet, to love, to share. This is a precious moment. It is a little parenthesis in eternity.” -Paulo Coelho
Every once in a while we come up with great ideas…like travelling to three Asian countries with 30 people (12 of whom are 13 and under) in between seven flights ranging from one to 13 hours. This idea was brought to fruition this past December and while it might sound chaotic and stressful, it was at the center, the greatest time of our lives. Time to step out of our comfort zones and into cities, cultures, and activities that remind us all we are blessed to be alive.
For the first leg of the trip, 20 of us boarded a double-decker Asiana plane headed to Korea. Mila and Elias had the 24-hour stomach bug on the 24th, and naturally, Tyus would also get it in perfect time to vomit all over his clothes and seat just before the plane landed. Our group split up into two while on the 13-hour layover and left the airport on a free tour to a local temple. Before leaving, we tried beef bone broth noodle soup and kimchi noodle soup to warm up from the freezing 29 degree temperature. While at the temple, we bought a ceramic plate where we wrote offerings and blessing for the new year and placed it on the “tree of wisdom.” Afterwards, we took an Uber to a mini Myeongdong shopping area sprinkled with restaurants, shops, and street vendors. We wandered aimlessly through small streets deciphering what to try. We settled on a Korean chicken restaurant and tried their soy sauce chicken and octopus in between bites of fresh kimchi and sips of sochu. Before returning, we found a small truck filled with fresh fruit and took a chance on the expensive strawberries (12 pieces for $9). It was devoured in minutes as the kids claimed it tasted just like the Hi-Chew tasting strawberries from Japan. Given only a small bite, I’ll take their word for it. After returning to Incheon, we relaxed at one of the airport lounges (thanks to our Priority Pass access – a perk from the Chase Reserve credit card).
Next up, Thailand! We arrived in Bangkok late evening and feasted our eyes on all the street food as we were driven to our hotel. The streets on this Saturday night were filled with party goers, locals, and tourists. After checking into our six rooms, we ventured out into the streets and settled on an open restaurant populated by locals. Along the way, we tried grilled gizzards and hearts from vendors with small crowds of people waiting for a taste of authentic Thai bbq. It’s all a gamble, really, and we took everyone of them…to the benefit of our taste buds. After eating grilled crab, shrimp, fish, and noodles, we took over the hotel lounge area and laughed into oblivion, or 6am.
Our tour for the following day was to the floating market “two hours” away (we realized that we had to manage our expectations by multiplying 1.5 x expected time). As with all our trips, the kids just wanted to swim at the pool and splashed around before boarding the bus. Upon stepping into our long-tail boats, we were immediately immersed in a completely different water community – a place where their livelihoods are predicated upon tourism. We stopped for a quick lunch and then haggled our way through the markets buying “kalat” (junk in Tagalog). The kids sampled fruit, bought wooden instruments, and kept an eye out for oversized iguanas.
After returning and before calling it a night, we walked across the street from our hotel and got much needed massages. Mine was called “four hands” because one therapist massaged my legs and feet while the other massaged my head and shoulders – what a treat! While everyone started falling asleep, Ramy and I returned to a noodle cart blocks from our hotel and people watched the busy streets.
The next morning, we packed into three large vans and headed to the elephant sanctuary. With traffic and pit stops, we arrive four hours later and began with a tasty buffet of traditional Thai food. In between feeding and posing with the elephants, we watched videos, sang elephant songs, painted, and made banana mush for their meals. Dressed in our bathing suits, we first stepped into a small pond where we took handfuls of mud and “massaged” the elephants. It was messy and smelly…right up the kids’ alley. Shortly after, we picked up a bucket and brush and followed the elephants into the river where we scrubbed and bathed them. When an elephant pooped, one of the workers simply cupped it and chucked it into the river flow. We all screamed and tried to scurry away. On the bus ride home, everyone recharged before hopping in a tuk tuk to the night market for dinner and shopping. The girls then ventured on our own to a ping pong show. The end of my comments.
On day four, we were headed to Nha Trang, which has been labeled as the Miami Beach of Vietnam. Hotel and restaurant-lined streets along the beach made for beautiful views along the sidewalks and from our hotel rooms. We enjoyed New Year’s Eve on a rooftop restaurant/bar, Skylight, and were given first-class treatment by its owner, TK Nguyen, thanks to Limzer, who grew up with him in San Diego. It was a wild night for everyone but me; I was TKO.
Great planning called for a relaxing a New Year’s Day at a local Vietnamese restaurant for lunch followed by the iResort – a genius property that entertains kids with water activities and slides and adults with spas and treatments. The adults, however, decided to join the kids and screamed like 10-year olds going down scary, mostly unsafe waterslides. It was a moment to be reminded that we were all alive. The next day, we boarded a boat for island hopping around the Nha Trang area. Before stopping for lunch, we all jumped in the water for some snorkeling and swimming. Following a fun day in the sun, we retreated to another glorious $8 massage. On that evening, we were ready for any food that didn’t look, smell, or taste like pho so we tried a Texas style bbq restaurant that was incredibly delicious. How are they making bbq better than some places here in the states? But before leaving the following morning, we had to try pho prepared with handmade noodles and served in a cast iron boiling bowl. Amazing!
For our last leg of the trip, we boarded another short flight to Hanoi. Our hotel was located in the Old Quarters that hosts night markets on the weekends. Because we arrived after 6pm, we were dropped off a few blocks from our hotel and employees trekked our luggage into the hotel and our rooms. That night, we had a walking food tour scheduled – seven places to be exact. Everything from banh mi sandwiches and lemongrass noodle soup to ban cha, egg coffee and mango with sticky rice. It served as a historical and cultural tour bundled into one. At this point of the trip, the flu began to quickly creep up on the kids. First a fever, and then a cough, and then achy bodies. I don’t know if the flu played “eenie, meenie, minie, mo” but the adults who drank were somehow scotch free the ailments, according to Auntie Mimi.
L-R (top row): Tyson, Jesse, Monay, Makaio, Jasmine, Krystal, Limzer, Joe, Mario; (middle row): Mimi, Mary, Tricia, Theresa, Grace, Maile, Lana, Sophia, Ramy, Dave, Haruka; (bottom row): Tyus, Kyle, Mila, Evan, Levi, Anna, Elias, Zack, Zayn, Liam
The whole reason I wanted to go to Vietnam was to see Halong Bay, which is one of the UNESCO World Heritage sites. It was surreal. Calmness met beauty mixed in with caves, hikes, gondola rides, and kayaking. We soaked it all in with our straw hat photo shoots and private junk boat cruise.
For our last tour, we hiked the Mua Cave, a dark stoned looking castle that has been characterized as a small-scale Great Wall of Vietnam. On this day, I was truly proud of all three of my kids who hiked every single step to make it to the top amidst the pouring rain. Every ten steps, Tyus would mention his need for a snack, but we all just ignored him, knowing that lunch was awaiting upon our descent. After eating, we took advantage of the optional bike ride in the rain to a local temple. Elias rode his own bike and while making a u-turn, Sophie crashed into him, knocking the chains off his bike as well as Eli. It was irreparable on the spot so Elias had to be towed back to the restaurant by the tour guide. There was so much laughing that could not be contained. It was my favorite day of the trip.
On our last day in Vietnam, we took advantage of all the shopping and eating offered along the streets of our hotel. We tried another pho spot that had a “special” broth and walked along the riverfront before getting yet another massage. The kids learned that they could purchase knockoff name brand items so Mila bought herself a Gucci bag and Elias and Tyus bought a Supreme men’s bag. None of the three even know those brands, but wanted to copy everyone else. Each kid was well under their souvenir budget, mostly because the dollar went a long way along with my bargaining efforts.
Before heading back to Los Angeles, we had another long layover in Korea and decided to leave the airport again for some traditional Korean bbq. We were not disappointed! It was a hole in the wall that we saw locals coming out of at 10am and figured it would be tasty. So fresh and delicious and a good change from the Vietnamese cuisine.
Stressful? Yes. Chaotic? Yes. But all this is in exchange for the greatest time with family and friends. It was also an eventful way to start our new 2020 adventures. I’m grateful for my Auntie Monay and Anna who stepped up to do all the planning when my energy and efforts failed. Organization, flexibility, and an open mind are all key to traveling in general, but especially with a large group. Thankful and blessed for the quality time spent and bountiful memories made.