- A Lot! Lao Cai hear it ... beat machine, hehe ...Reply message is the voice of his small child her holes city you laugh, laugh with a happy smirk knowing her moan prepare a new face howling theater world. Old daughters sometimes raises the theater du no order as there once, sad as they need, portable luggage Sunday morning went on, way back. But it Sapa is strictly intended for something left behind, not really regret, are not necessarily looking for something, just to give yourself a moment of privacy, plus the rest of the romantic period daughter.I love to travel Sapa Vietnam in the spring. I have little time to keep it that celebrated place afternoon mist nets strung MIT, makes his own promise, on time, the mid-day on Spring flourishing small town, I will come back.
Recently read "A Su Phin White Dew", about a love story where the city, burning his back as he so desires. To go back to see where I went, where sixty-year-old woman sitting with her young lover close to the point, I have a hunch it's identical.About Sapa Vietnam to be launched in brilliant rose flowers, hiding himself in the mist. His many photographs where Ham Rong Mountain, Silver Waterfall where, where the town of rhythm beats local couple walking Xuan. On his back, select the perspective that, on top of the hill to look at small town. I will step down to Muong Hoa valley to discover things themselves rather than see the museum as it was before. My feet will go to Cau May, will sit in the little wind to sip sweet tea of this rustic mountain country.Sapa, a way to flush the eyes bright cloth, the jacket of the Hmong brocade that so insanely far away. That sunny afternoon, I remember that I stopped to sit looking at it.
Think of eggs. I like to eat eggs. Whether fried, distillation, boiling, ceilings, polished, soup, op la how well. But like most hard boiled eggs. Now add the egg bake. Every time one sifted peeled boiled eggs, biting small pieces, carefully balancing each particle wedge, extremely excited. Every hard-boiled egg as if it was packed, with a large enough amount to not have any aromatic cravings, but it's not eating more fruits Monday.Like travel Sapa eggs that, in every day have to cook, met today know too, did a whole egg tray! This fried egg, egg with tomatoes and a little bit more oil until this place, and closing the egg farm. Egg farming not only satisfy customers, but also really satisfying cooking. Looking soup full of fresh red tomatoes, bright red because of not really being cooked too as, green onions, and yellow strands of egg white moon, seen as sitting up in her a sense of freshness. But try as the kitchen, so compact a shell egg drop soup to boiling, lower heat to it, and took his wand to the fact that water runs fast! Let's watch as the ball soup 1 cup large cappucicno, sniffed distinctive aroma, feel the water is swirling fast, the eggs are wrapped up in silk roller body, extremely fine porous layer of cotton separated by the motion , chao, only about 30 seconds to 1 minute there is time but life.
Adventure Tours in romance "A Su Phin," the woman can sit to eat lam with his lover. I devour each dish, to write about now learn for the eyes everywhere in Sapa auroral sunny Spring afternoon, still wanted to see the concentration of it, the love of untouched mountain dew. The feeling of walking through the mountains, leaving the cafe sits between bearing deep France, crowded between the white mist, wandering and not realize what they are remembered, it's also ... interesting. All the infections down, feeling out his hand to be able to keep themselves drifting clouds. It was no little distant! Adventure ToursThe town was dreaming, waiting for this eye, may be about to be let go of the snow, the wind did not know about the shirt that will remind the throbbing need each other
