Broken Mirrors & Inappropriate Sexual Comments

We arrived in Ninh Binh much in the same way as we had ended up in Mai Chau: complete luck. Again, there was little information on how to get to Ninh Binh from Mai Chau, but from what we had been told we knew we needed to be on the main highway at 730, 8 or 830. We arrived there at 750, and as soon as we set foot on the other side of the road a bus pulled up with a man hanging out shouting “WHERE YOU GO!” Turns out, it was the right bus… somehow! So we hopped on, and through a SERIOUSLY awful translator app, we were informed that we needed to switch busses at some point which would take us to Ninh Binh. We arrived in Man Duc, the transition place, and ended up in the middle of a traffic circle with three men waiting with us. (Why? I’m not sure… they never got on the bus!) At first, they were fine, fun even! Their banter with us started as harmless, but very quickly I felt VERY uncomfortable. They were looking at me in a really unsettling way, eyeing my up and down, and asking Dan if he has sex with me. But of course, they spoke no English so this was entirely through hand and body gestures. I was seriously hoping for that bus to get there NOW! It came eventually, but I really wish it had come sooner. Those men were disgusting. Anyways, the bus did indeed take us to Ninh Binh and soon enough we ended up at our hostel! It was a bit out of the city, but offered bike rentals and was surrounded by gorgeous limestone formations. The first evening we just walked around the local roads and watched the sun go down between the limestone and over the ricefields. Ah, Vietnam. SO BEAUTIFUL!


The second day we took a tour of the rivers and caves of Tam Coc. It was not even on my radar at all before going to Vietnam, but a friend had told me it’s a must! He was not wrong. Over a few hours we were paddled through 6 or 7 caves, all within these amazing limestone formations. Nature is incredible, the way it can form this kind of beauty. We also went to this area that was recommended to us, a sort of lake with a path around it, and a Chinese Buddhist temple overlooking it!


We stopped shortly after that to get some sugarcane juice to go, but the woman at the shop insisted we sit there and have it. It was a whole ordeal to get the juice: the husband was called the get the machine out and wash it down first, then the wife had to go and get the sugar cane and peel it and chop it. Finally, we got our juice and we all sat down together. Again, they knew barely any English but we ended up having a full conversation. And again, they started asking us about sex and telling us that at their ripe age of 60, they still have sex! (I thought sex taboo-heavy in this country??) They also asked us if we were married and if we had any children. We had been asked this tons of times so far, and Dan answered with his “Not yet, maybe one day!” that maybe I have trained him to say. (Muahaha!)

Our third day here we rented a motorbike. We were both a bit nervous because it was Dan’s first time, and I had only done it a couple of times before. But, it turned out beautifully! We took it slow (I made sure of it!), were smart, and careful. Renting a bike allowed us to see so much more than we would have had we not. We ventured far to the other side of the area and visited some temples and some gorgeous viewpoints along the way. We were planning to go to Bird Valley, but decided that we would rather not spend the money to get in there, and just find our own way instead. This lead us to finding a very muddy, small path between some rice fields that – Dan, ahem – led us to bailing in some mud. We (Dan) were going quite slow, but due to some over confidence (Dan) we slipped and I hopped off the back as Dan went down with the bike! We (Dan) ended up breaking the side mirror, but everything else was fine. We were quite scared of how much we would have to pay for the repair when we returned it to the hostel, so we found a store to look for glue in so that we could try to fix it! Next thing we know, the store owner had called her husband in and he pulled out a sheet of mirror, measured the old one in pieces, and cut us an entirely new one. FOR $1.50. Can you believe that?!?!?!?! We got so lucky with that, and I guess since it turned out okay, it’s a funny story.

Shortly after that we headed back in the direction of our hostel, but we took a detour and ventured though some rural communities just outside of the city. It was so cool! Everyone was so so so excited to see us, and the kids that were just getting let out of school were hilariously interacting with us, although they were quite shy. We pulled in to a place to have a snack, and there was a lady with a baby who I went over to and she just plopped the baby into my arms! Dan, watching from a distance, said that as I walked over all these women just migrated towards us. Their babies were so cute (and shy!) and it was so endearing to interact with these women and their children.

Ninh Binh in a win in our books! That’s for sure.



4 thoughts on “Broken Mirrors & Inappropriate Sexual Comments

  1. I enjoy reading your blogs . The last one was quite interesting. So are you and your bf getting married or planning to ?or do you want to marry him ? Seems like you are made for each other . How did you even meet him ?


    • Thanks for reading!! And your nice and inquisitive comment! 🙂 We are happy to be dating at the moment, and I think both hopeful it will one day turn into marriage! But that’s in the distance! It’s funny… he went to school for years with my sister and we had crossed paths many times. But up until last year we didn’t even look twice at each other! But there was a big university party last spring and we had run into each other there…. and here we are!


    • Don’t get me wrong! It’s not all sunshine and butterflies. Not even close! BUT, I definitely try to turn everything into a learning experience, into something positive. I like to call myself the queen of catharsis; I let it all out in order to turn it into something good. I find a lot of happiness and contentment in this way. Instead of shying away from my emotions, I embrace them. The good, and the bad!


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