Water Slide

Besides the natural hot springs we went to on our "honeymoon", the resort had a water park. The water park was literally empty. Seriously, there wasn't one person in either the wave pool (which wasn't turned on and seemed to have a nice coat of algae on the top) or going down the water slides.

Those who know me, know there are few things I love more than water parks. I've basically been trying to teach Huyen how to swim not so she can enjoy a pool or the beach, but so she can enjoy New Jersey's pride: the water park formerly known as Action Park.

Well, Huyen and I couldn't pass up the opportunity to go down some water slides despite the slides looking like they might give us tetanus and/or crumble to pieces as we slid down them. Check out Huyen mastering the raft slide:

Our Honeymoon!!!

Huyen's sister Hoai and her husband spent their honeymoon at some natural hot springs near Hue. Having already seen all of the major attractions in Hue, Huyen and I decided to go to the hot springs on our one free morning. The hot springs were located about an hour outside of Hue in a very rural area. As we drove down a small road, passing farmland and being surrounded by mountains, I began to envision hot springs in the style of the Japanese onsens that I so dearly love.

That dream was shattered when we rode up to this sign:
I'm not sure if you can tell, but that picture is of a giant wave pool with lots of people sitting in inner-tubes. Huyen's helmet is actually blocking a picture of a cartoon blond-haired foreigner going down a water slide. As soon as I saw the sign, I said to Huyen, "This isn't exactly what I was picturing."

Luckily the natural hot springs weren't as bad as I then began to picture. It turned out that there was a man-made stream that was filled with the natural hot water. Each section of the stream had a different temperature. Huyen and I managed to take a soak in 40 degree Celsius water (104F). Considering it was probably 39 degrees outside, the water felt really really hot. There's definitely something to soaking in hot springs in the winter over the summer (although technically it's Fall here now).


(PICTURE: A Hot Water Sign.)

The hottest water was 68 degrees Celsius (154F). Yeah, that's pretty hot...which this snake found out:


Throughout the morning I kept saying to Huyen, "Happy Honeymoon!" Technically we had been married a couple of days before and this was our first trip together. Plus, Huyen's sister came to this place for her honeymoon so clearly it's a honeymoon destination. Sounds like a honeymoon to me!

Hannah's Ao Dai

(PICTURE: Huyen and the tailor who sewed Hannah's dress.)

For those who read the comments on my blog, you'll have noticed that my sister really wants to wear an ao dai to the wedding in December. Well, her wish has come true -- I had an ao dai made for her in Hue.

In Hue, wearing an ao dai is much more common than in Hanoi. It seemed like everywhere I looked in Hue, there was a girl riding a bicycle with an ao dai on (I think this had to do with ao dais being a school uniform at some school). Because of the demand for ao dais, it meant there were more shops and cheaper prices.

I had told Huyen she should buy a second ao dai for our wedding while we were in Hue. While we were shopping for her, I saw an ao dai that I thought my sister would really like. Well, I emailed Hannah who said her first choice would be a maroon ao dai. Do I know my sister well or what because the one I picked out was indeed maroon-ish. So Hannah sent me her measurements and Huyen and I had her an ao dai made! I can't wait to see Hannah in this in December:

(PICTURE: Huyen modeling the ao dai fabric for Hannah's dress. She'll be wearing white pants with this.)

Hue

(PICTURE: Candles containing wishes float down the river in Hue.)

Considering this week is the 1,000th anniversary of Hanoi, what I'm about to say is totally blasphemous: I wish I could spend my last months/year/however-long-the-USA-makes-me-stay in Hue.

This was my third trip to Hue and I think the first time I truly appreciated the city. Here's a list of advantages Hue has over Hanoi:

Advantage 1: Fresh Air.

Advantage 2: Stars at night.

Advantage 3: Very few cars. The small roads aren't nearly as scary when there's not an SUV speeding towards you at a ridiculous KPH.

Advantage 4: Different food. I love Hanoi food but recently my favorite places have started to seem less interesting to me.

Advantage 5: No construction. Okay, yeah, there's construction but in Hue the tallest a house can be (in the old city at least) is 2 stories. Right now in Hanoi they are erecting skyscrapers like it's going out of style.

Advantage 6: Hue is uber-cheap. Believe it or not, I'm complaining about Hanoi prices. However, everything was 50% or less in Hue. A cup of coffee recently has been 20,000 VND at all the cafes near my house. In Hue the most I paid for coffee was 6,000 VND!

Advantage 7: The beach! There is a beach under ten miles away from the center of Hue. Besides that one, there are some great beaches within an hours drive.

The fact is, I'm getting a little fed-up with Hanoi. For my first two years here, I used to drive around every day and think, "I love this place!" Recently though, those moments have been farther and farther apart. That said, I'm going to give myself a big pep talk to really soak up all the time I've got left in Hanoi. I know that as soon as I get stateside I'm gonna be saying, "I wish ___ could be a little more like Hanoi."

NOTE: Friends and family who have asked me about visiting Hue -- I still think you only need a day or two maximum to see everything in the city. This post is more about living there than visiting it as a tourist.

Swapping in Vietnam!

Great news!!! Swapping in Vietnam is totally cool!!!!! Whoah, whoah, whoah...not that type of swapping you pervs! I'm talking about babies swapping different mothers' breasts. Okay, so it's not that far off from the type of swapping you were thinking.

Long story short: Hoai's sister-in-law gave birth eight months ago which meant there was also an adorable little girl baby in the house at times. At some point, I walked into a bedroom and saw the sister-in-law breastfeeding. I quickly said, "Whoahhhh. Sorry!" and exited the room (yes, Mom, I know there is no reason to be embarrassed). A moment later, I walked outside and saw the sister-in-law's baby with the brother-in-law. I immediately said to Huyen, "Uhhhh, if this baby is here, who was the sister-in-law breastfeeding?" The answer was Hoai's baby. Apparently new mother's help each other out by breastfeeding if one is low on breast milk. I had never heard of such a thing before however Huyen told me it is very common in Vietnam. In fact, she said that women used to sit in a circle breastfeeding each others' babies. She said that Vietnamese believe that when a baby drinks from another mother, it will increase milk production from that mother.

I told this to my mother who validated the theory behind this. My mother said that the more a woman breastfeeds, the more milk a woman will produce. My mother, a breast feeding advocate, told me that her pet peeve is when doctors tell women who are struggling to produce milk, that they should both breastfeed and give formula. She said that by giving formula to a baby it'll make the baby breastfeed less and thus in turn make the mother produce even less milk.

The more I thought about it, the less weird it seemed to have a different mother breastfeed a baby. I mean, that's what wet nurses do, right? That said, it's still a little weird to me! Mothers in America, how would you feel having another woman breastfeed your baby?

Pressure Cooker

(PICTURE: The pressure cooker we bought Hoai.)

At some point in Hue, Huyen and I were sent out to buy a pressure cooker. While shopping for one, Huyen informed me that the purpose of the cooker was to be able to cook pigs' feet for Hoai. I had heard of cravings while pregnant, but a craving for pigs' feet post-birth seemed just weird. Well, it turned out that Vietnamese think that eating pigs' feet will help a mother produce more breast milk.

Producing breast milk and breast feeding became a big topic of conversation throughout our stay in Hue. My mother is a big advocate of breast feeding and that mothers shouldn't feel like they need to breast feed in private. Well, my mother would have loved to been in Hue because boobies were out 22/7. I swear, Nhat Minh was the thirstiest infant I've ever been around.

One of the questions that arose was how long Vietnamese mothers usually breast feed for. The answer I got was usually around 6 months to 3 years (or even up to 5 years!). I asked my mom how long Americans usually breastfeed for and should told me it varies. Specifically she told me that I breastfed for 16 months which was 4 months longer than my brother. However it wasn't even close to the embarrassingly long amount of time my sister breast fed for. Lets just say the number is bigger than 23 and small than 48!

I'm an uncle!!!!....again!

(PICTURE: Say hello to my nephew Nhat Minh.)

Huyen's sister Hoai had a baby boy a couple of weeks ago which means I'm an uncle...again! Now that Huyen and I are officially married, I'm an Uncle three times over. I'm not afraid to play favorites either -- I've got Lilah, my nearest (but farthest) and dearest. Then there is Viet Huong, the four-year-old menace and now Nhat Minh, the most handsome boy in Hue.

Being the good aunt and uncle that we are, Huyen and I flew down to Hue to visit Hoai and her baby. Besides being great to catch up with Hoai, her husband Tan and his family, it was an overall extremely education experience for me. I constantly found myself emailing my mother asking, "In America do new mothers do ______."

The thing that I found most surprising is that mew mothers can not shower or brush their teeth for a considerable amount of time after giving birth. Hoai had given birth ten days earlier yet still hadn't showered when we got there. I was initially told that women in Vietnam can't shower for about a month after birth. However, Hoai broke down and showered on day #12 (albeit she didn't brush her teeth). I'm not an expert on why this is but everyone kept saying that it had to do with keeping a woman's blood warm.

Post-birth, there is a lot of focus given to the mothers in Vietnam. I think this is quite different than in America where the majority of the attention after giving birth is given to the baby. Sure, us American care about new mothers but we sort of assume they're in fine health after leaving the hospital. In Vietnam, they are very concerned about the woman not having to do anything for a long time after birth. Basically Hoai wasn't allowed to leave the house at all...and wouldn't be leaving the house for at least a couple of months.

I read an interesting article about how different cultures treat mothers postpartum. Check it out if you have time: Here's an interesting story. It was really interesting to talk with Huyen and her family about giving birth in America. Huyen definitely expressed some nervousness about what it would be like to give birth in America. So family, lets revisit this article around 2012, shall we?