SAPA

After my cooking course in Hoi An I travelled on a sleeper train to the mountains in the North part of Vietnam. Trekking in Sapa was recommended by lots of fellow backpackers and I am so glad I decided to do so. It was a highlight of my travels to Asia.

The ‘Hmong’ people are and ethnic group living in the mountains of Vietnam, Laos, Myanmar, China and Thailand. When you arrive in Sapa, there are lots of ‘Hmong’ sisters waiting to greet you and get you on board to trek with them.

Lucky for me, we were taken by a lovely lady called ‘Mama Mu’. She was just 26 and had 2 gorgeous children we met later. Please also appreciate the footwear… these ladies are incredible trekking daily up and down the mountain just a pair of ‘pool slides’

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We trekked for about 4 hours and were then ushered to a house by the children. We didn’t really get told much so it was a bit confusing but shortly after the children had taken us to their home Mama Moo returned with more people who had been trekking.

She let us into her home with her children Su and Chan.

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Mu’s husband had been slaving away in the kitchen whilst we were trekking and with a little help from Mu they then served us a table of food fit for kings. One of my favourite dishes was water potato in lime juice (similar to a water chestnut). Mu also made egg rolls, bamboo shoots, roast pork and sauteed greens.

In the Mong culture, the woman rule the roost as the men cannot speak English. I loved this!

The traditional outfits were beautiful too. Here is Mu in her local dress. Below is another villager leading a trek with her baby!

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I had bought a gift for my baby niece but decided to give it to Su, her and her friends played with it for hours. It was lovely to see how happy the children were. I guess it’s easy to be when you live in beautiful mountain surroundings like this!

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The following day we trekked down, it was actually harder. As the rain had fallen the night before the path was really slippery. I don’t think any of us made it out without a muddy bum.

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If you do go trekking, make sure to bring gifts for the children!

 

 

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