Hạ Long, Vietnam
Like sailors on a long trip we awaited land fall with eager anticipation. When land was sighted it was ethereal, the islands or should I say limestone rock formations that force themselves out of the sea were shrouded in mist creating a mysterious foreboding atmosphere. So I shut the curtains in the suite and ordered some room service.
We dropped anchor in Halong bay and travelled by tender to the shore where we were dropped off on rusty ferry doubling up as pie...


