After waking up I leave the hotel and join the still small crowds just before magic hour. That time of day when there is still enough day light to see everything clearly by but artificial lighting like lanterns are already clearly visible with their effect increasing every passing second.
|Tour buses are a BAD SIGN|
|A very simple PNE copy|
The light is dimming and the streets are filling rapidly
|The famous Japanese Bridge in Hoi An|
|lights and colours everywhere|
I'm crossing a bridge when I see a father and his son but floating lanterns from the vendors. Do shop around for prices; the lanterns are all the same but prices vary between 10,000 Dong and 100,000 Dong for one lantern. Two lanterns quickly float down the river and hopefully the wishes will come true ;-).
Between the illuminated sculptures, the lanterns on the buildings, and the floating candles on the river, I realize why people love Hoi An.
I head back to the same restaurant and eat and drink some ruou vang do.
On the way back to the hotel,an old lady approaches me and points at her unsold tray of floating lanterns. Her price is 10,000 per lantern, so I float another three, even though her position along the river makes it unlikely for any lanterns launched from here to ever reach the ocean.
In the 'official festival pavilion' across they turned the lasers on even though midnight is still hours away.
|lanterns caught between a boat and the shore|
At 8:30 pm I lay down in bed for another snooze.
I have a really hard time waking up to the chimes of my alarm at 11 pm. But the new year is coming, so I roll out of bed and imbibe an instant coffee.
The first thing I notice when stepping outside the hotel is that my scooter is no longer parked right in front. Oh Oh! I'm not really too worried; the receptionist told me that I would not be able to park there over night, so most likely someone removed it. What's the worst that could happen, eh? I cross the road and I discover the machine among a bunch of others parked on the sidewalk. Wonder what I'll have to do to get it back (just ride away?). Ah well, I'll worry about it next year !
|You were wondering why the title mentions Monkey Business? It's the Year of the Monkey, silly !|
|Things are heating up in the pavilion|
|There is people in boats on the river|
Towards the end I don't even mind the tears of joy running down my cheeks. At my age there are not many things that can cause these to appear so I should be happy when it happens. Blogger doesn't have any good video-display options, so here is a LINK to a 1-minute video on YouTube (there are 4 other vids as well, some almost 3 minutes long)
I wake up at 6 am and come late for the 7 am breakfast (do I have to mention that I'm the first and only one ?)
The breakfast room is nice. Lampions hanging from the ceiling, a table with a view of the river (and my scooter, which is still there). The Buffet breakfast is still being prepared ( The early bird doesn't get all the worms), but what is already there is quite good. I see cheese for the first time since entering Vietnam almost a week ago ;-) I'm shocked when the strawberry jam actually tastes like strawberries.
There are dark clouds on the Northern horizon and I am glad I got up early so I can avoid getting wet on the way back to Da Nang. Rain is supposed to start at 11 am.
When I leave Hoi An in this new year, it looks much different than last night ;-)
|All those unheard wishes ...|
|What do you mean? It's NOT the year of the water buffalo?|