Being a bit of a foodie meant that a big part of our trip to Vietnam was for the cuisine. Fresh, zingy flavours bursting onto the taste-buds combined with mouth-watering herbs and the warmth of South East Asian spices was such a lure. The Red Bridge Cooking School kept cropping up during our research so we booked ourselves on a half-day cooking class hoping to glean tips to help us recreate those tantalising flavours when we returned home. We were so glad we did – it was a mouth-watering highlight of our week in Hoi An. (more…)
There’s an interesting photography post doing the rounds at the moment called ’7 Super Shots’. HostelBookers.com put out the call to select 7 of your favourite photographs, one each for the following categories, then tag 5 bloggers that you would like to take part. I was really pleased but slightly nervous when Travel with Kat nominated me – she sets the bar high! I’m still very much a beginner having made the jump to DSLR last year so most of my photographs below are taken on a point and click, one on the DSLR and one on a mobile phone – any ideas which one – you might be surprised…
1. A photo that…takes my breath away
Just outside Poitier, France in July are field upon field of sunflowers and we arrived when they were at their most stunning. Not only did they take my breath away they made me smile too. I was captivated and took loads of shots but I like this one from a less obvious perspective.
Smiling’s infectious don’t you think?
I dream of being able to keep up with the others! I was a late starter to skiing and it still slightly terrifies me – in an exhilarating sort of way! We’d stopped for a vin chaud when I noticed the bright colours and lines of the skis against the backdrop of the mountains. Taken in the Alps on the French, Swiss border.
This old woman was selling clay whistles in Hoi An, Vietnam. I was quite intrigued by her. She didn’t let anything on about herself. She didn’t speak and her expression barely changed with just a vague smile playing about her lips; I’m really not sure what she was thinking. She didn’t seem to mind me snapping away and if you’re wondering, yes, I did buy a whistle…
My favourite fruit is raspberries and I have a bit of a penchant for puddings so this summer-fruit cheesecake is right up there in the mouth-watering stakes. It tasted as good as it looked. Thanks Beccy!
Technically this is just a snapshot but I like this photo because there’s so much going on; The woman selling trinkets, the colourful saris but my favourite part is the monk taking a peek at the young women…
I have a few favourites but I keep coming back to this one. I think it’s the bird’s nest that does it – the fact that there’s a chance for new life in the middle of all that dust, sand and heat. I like the tones of the sky too – no idea how that happened!
Thanks again Kat for nominating me; I thoroughly enjoyed going through my photos and I hope my five nominees below enjoy compiling their ’7 Super Shots’ just as much.
Dave, Dave’s Photo Musings
Lucy, On the Luce
Steve, Steve Barnes
Elena, Ms Elena on Travelling
These two young children were out on a boat in Halong Bay and had rowed quite a distance from the floating village. I liked the contrast of their bright pink jackets against the green of the sea and the way the boat seemed to be on top of the water.
After spending the first two nights of our Vietnam tour in Hanoi, and another in Halong Bay, we travelled south – half way down Vietnam’s coast to our third destination; the hippest heritage town on the Vietnam trail – Hoi An. (more…)
I took this shot in Hoi An, Vietnam where many of the buildings are painted ochre yellow. The walls are still damp from the rain but the colours make it feel like the sun is shining.
How many motorcycles in Ho Chi Minh City? Apparently there are over two million scooters, mopeds and motorcycles teeming through the streets (and on the pavements) of Vietnam’s largest City, and they are an attraction in their own right.
Totally mesmerizing to watch, they buzz about their business, inches apart; streaming down avenues, weaving, wending, intertwining their way across town and performing hair’s breadth manoeuvres at every cross-road. Young women wearing peaked helmets sit straight-backed at the traffic lights. Families ride pillion – four up plus baby. A wardrobe passes by. The blasting of horns and the screech of brakes is constant, the air is fume-filled and the traffic relentless. But it’s fascinating. (more…)