Wake Up Call
I woke up to a radio playing through a concert speaker out in the street. It was only 6 am. This seemed to happen every morning on Ha Long Bay’s Cat Ba Island; it seemed to me as if it were saying, ‘wake up tourists, go spend your money!’
It was only my first day, but fortunately I was free from jetlag. I had a small breakfast in the hotel, with some very strong local green tea that only grew stronger and less potable as time went on, and headed to the office of SloPony, the island’s rock climbing outfitters.