Phu Quoc and First Tet Party

Last weekend, Nikki and I celebrated MLK's legacy with our friends Samanthe and Liz on the island of Phu Quoc, off the southern coast of Vietnam near Cambodia. We stayed at the gorgeous Chen La Resort, which had a quiet little beach, an oceanside bean bag bar, and beautiful 2 story villas with private swimming pools. The first night we signed up for "nighttime squid fishing," which turned out to be awesome. We watched the sunset while buying fresh crabs from a floating aquaculture farm, tried our luck using a handline, and marveled at the random creatures the crew pulled from the deep (Nikki cuddled with an octopus that ended up biting her!). Dinner consisted of beer-boiled crab, squid porridge, and fresh lemon/mustard seasoned sea urchin, washed down with copious amounts of Tiger draft.  

The next day, Nikki and I got up early to check out Phu Quoc's marine life. The dive boat picked us up on the beach and we headed north into a pretty stiff headwind. While the visibility could have been a little better, we did see a nice big tuna, some pretty cool nudibranchs and other colorful invertebrates. We spent the rest of the day on the beach; we swam, read, wakeboarded, and puttered around in the resort's little laser sailboat (they had a hobbiecat too – which I nearly flipped the next day!). After enjoying a fantastic sunset sipping pina coladas in our beachside bean bag chairs, we headed to town and hit up the food stalls at the night market. Oh, how we love street food!

No trip to Phu Quoc would be complete without a visit to one of the islands famous fish sauce factories – so on our last day we hired a taxi and followed our noses to the site of one of the smelliest production processes around. For the uninitiated – fish sauce (or nuoc mam) is a classic (and I'd say delicious) Vietnamese condiment , which is made by packing tons of anchovies in salt and essentially letting them rot. We peered into the huge festering vats of soon-to-be sauce and even sampled the fresh stuff. Yummy. After a quick visit to a pearl farm, we headed back to the resort and soaked up some rays, before making our way back to the airport. It was a perfect long-weekend trip, and I've posted some more of our pictures on Picasa: http://picasaweb.google.com/evanwfox/PhuQuoc#

While we were enjoying Phu Quoc, the rest of Ho Chi Minh City was gearing up for the lunar new year ("Tet"), which is February 3 this year. Every day more lights and decorations appear in the streets, as stores blast music ushering in the year of the cat. The consulate threw a big Tet party on Friday, with food, drinks, music and lots of performances. Like most of the staff, Nikki and I had traditional outfits made for the occasion, which consist of a dress-like tunic called an ao dai (pronounced "ow-yay"). While Nikki looks pretty good in one, I'm not sure I'll be incorporating the man-dress as a regular part of my wardrobe, though I did rock it for karaoke and at several bars later that night…

We are taking it relatively easy this weekend – brunch, massage, soccer, pilates at our new favorite yoga studio, and maybe some rock-climbing – and gearing up for a big trip to Thailand and Cambodia next week.