For sure I am a travel addict. I am also lucky to have studied, worked and lived in various places around the world. My current stop is Singapore which is an excellent base for discovering South East Asia, a region full of hidden gems, diverse cultures and natural beauties. But I am no touristy-site hopper: when I travel, I try to look for small things, easily overlooked corners and places that are off the beaten paths. Small towns and cities are my favourite. It is in such places that you will find the most authentic food, untainted by the need to internationalize and commercialize, identify the unique aspects in the local way of life, and of course, meet the most friendly people who make your experience unforgettable. And I would rather spend more time in less places so as to give myself enough time to have a feel for whatever places I go to.

Interestingly, the more I travel overseas, the more I realize how little I knew about my country (I come from Vietnam), hence the need to go home and discover. Have you ever felt the same way? These days I try to make use of my limited holidays to explore what Vietnam has to offer. A highlight of this blog will thus be my travel experience in Vietnam and I hope it will be useful to travellers like yourself.

Enjoy!

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Upcycle mason jars into organizer

Saturday, October 12, 2013

I am back with another upcycle idea. My boyfriend has been consistently buying Prego pasta sauce which comes in round jars.



It annoys me to see empty jars accumulate at the kitchen sink, unwashed, until the day I came up with a way to get rid of them. They do actually look quite neat if stacked together horizontally. Blue tack is great for securing them together.

And the result is an organizer great for storing jewellery, stationery, and other miscellaneous items.

Now the jar organizer sits proudly on my dressing table.

Creative use for colourful wine bottles

Sunday, September 22, 2013

Do you like stained glass? I adore their vibrant shades against sunlight! One of the things that I always look out for when visiting old cathedrals during my Europe travel is their stained glass windows. Sainte Chapelle chapel in Paris certainly possesses an outstanding collection of it. But if you prefer a more contemporary look, Zurich's Grossmünster offers delightful works materialized in 2006 by German artist Sigmar Polke.

Back to the subject of this post, once I noticed that empty wine bottles have beautiful shades too, I realized that I could have a stained glass window in my own house! (a more simplistic version of course, but aesthetically pleasant enough to make me happy with the results). It is a great way to re-purpose old bottles, I must say.

Here's how you can do it:

1. Remove wine labels

  • This process takes time, although it does not require anything special other than plunging the bottles into a bucket with enough water to completely soak the labels.
           Tip: Fill the bottles to at least 2/3 full so that they will sink to the bottom of the bucket.
  • After 2 full weeks, most labels can come off easily with a gentle peel.
  • Labels that were glued with a tougher adhesive may take another 1-2 weeks but eventually they will detach. If you are impatient, get a hard brush and start scrubbing, but it can be messy to do so.
  • I don't like to use soap since water alone is enough to detach the labels anyway.

2. Once labels are removed, wash and dry the bottles.

3. Use craft wires to tie the neck and base of the bottles to a support structure or in my case, a window grid.

You can also hang the bottles from the ceiling if you have better equipments.

Enjoy the lovely view when that bright sunlight shines through the bottles!

From Hanging Bottles

A lemongrass affair

Sunday, July 7, 2013

Lemongrass's unique and vigorous scent fascinates me. So much so that I decided to grow it indoor so that whenever I need it to cook some Vietnamese dishes or make Thai lemongrass drink, it would be just a grab away. The grass has not responded well to my enthusiasm, sadly, but I am determined to make it grow for the third time now, and I think I am getting the hang of it.

First attempt
Google taught me that people can grow their own lemongrass out of supermarket-bought stalks. I selected some stalks still having a rather fresh root portion and plunged them into a glass of water. Within a week, new roots started coming out, followed by a couple of new shoots.



Needless to say, I was thrilled. I waited till the stalks are about three-week-old before planting them in potted soil in the apartment corridor.


Unfortunately, the corridor is very windy during day time so the fragile unkempt leaves had a hard time coping. This, in addition to the lack of direct sunlight, eventually led to the plants being dried up.


Second attempt
From my earlier attempt, I noticed that the plant's energy is spent on growing leaves out of the existing stalk instead of developing new shoots. In the second attempt, I removed the upper, usable part of a stalk and submersed only the 4-5 cm root. Three to four days later, I could see new shoots emerging from the base. An added benefit of this is that you are still able to make full use of the upper part for cooking. Other the other hand, root growth is significantly less robust than observed in the previous attempt.

Tip: Toothpicks can be used to make the short stump stand up in water.


Just as I was ready to pot it, to my dismay, the tips of the young leaves started browning. My best guess was that it was infected with fungi. The base went moldy eventually and once again, my dream of having home-grown lemongrass went down the drain. 



Third attempt

This time, I learnt to watch out for stalks with a build-up of blackish soot-like layer (fungi I suppose?) at the stalk's base and immediately separate them from the healthy ones. In addition, I decided that my shaded and windy corridor is not a good place for lemongrass and I have potted them in a brighter area in the kitchen. Let's see how it goes and in a couple of weeks, I will update you on its survival and hopefully further developments!!!




Tây Nguyên (Central Highlands) Discovery - Kon Tum

Saturday, June 1, 2013

As far as I was educated, Tây Nguyên mean jungles, waterfalls, ethnic people, wild animals (read: elephants) and coffee plantations in the minds of most Vietnamese. Our literature and music praise the charms of highland wilderness, of beautiful tribal girls, and the strong taste of local coffee. Exploring Tây Nguyên hence carries a romantic notion of being able to go wild and experience a rich tribal culture that still somehow survive modern times.

From my hometown Đà Nẵng, we set out to explore to Kon Tum, Pleiku, and Đắk Lắk.

Boarding a Mai Linh bus from Đà Nẵng intercity bus station at 10am, we embarked a five-hour journey to Kon Tum. The bus tickets were booked in advance at VND 170,000 per pax, and each corresponded to a seat number, but apparently, two unlucky folks who booked the tickets from two different cities, were allocated the same seat! Worse, the tiny 15-seater bus was fully booked that day. A solution was found: add a stool near the bus sliding door to make room for the extra passenger. Fortunately for us, our seats were not mixed up with other people's.

One hour into the trip, we were passing along some of the most remote mountainous areas bordering Laos. Hardly a house or farmland was in our sight. Suddenly, in the middle of nowhere, our driver started cursing when he realized none of his crews back at the bus station bothered loading a spare tire before the bus departure. I'm not sure if he realized how unwitting that was as two of his passengers obviously became a bit nervous after that ;-).

Much to our glee, our only tires endured the whole journey without going burst. We arrived in Kon Tum around 2pm, safe and sound.

Check out the route our bus took.


View Da Nang-Kon Tum in a larger map

Highlights of Kon Tum

Historically, the habitants of Kon Tum are comprised chiefly of Bana and Gia Rai (sometimes spelled J'rai) ethnic groups. In Bana language, Kon means village and Tum lake. Since Vietnam's modernisation in the early 90s, more Kinh people which make up over 85% of the country's population have arrived to settle in this quiet little town, and become the second most populous ethnic in Kon Tum.

1. Catholic seminary

Constructed by French missionaries in 1934 and served to house the first French Catholic bishop in the hill-tribe area, this lovely complex is graced by a beautiful frangipane-lined entrance and spacious garden with various displays of hill-tribe artifacts.

In present days, it houses a Vietnamese bishop, priests and priests-to-be. There is also a Hill-tribe Museum upstairs but it was locked when we went there. It is not clear when the museum is open to visitors. We tried to ask a senior resident to unlock the room who then expressed his annoyance at random tourists like us without giving us a glimpse of what could be inside.

From Tranquil Kon Tum


2. Magnificient Wooden Church

Standing on a stilt platform, the made-of-wood church was built to incorporate many hill-tribe features to appeal to its main audience, the hill-tribe villagers. Hence it is also known as Montagnard church.
From the outside, a distinct feature of the church is its rose window which depicts a "rong" house or tribal communal house and a blue elephant. Once inside, you may notice that the beautiful stained glass arts are in fact, carefully assembled decal.

From Tranquil Kon Tum


3. Kon Harachot Village

Located within walking distance from the wooden church, Kon Harachot Village offers a glimpse into the life of tribal communes in the face of urbanisation. Fortunately, it still maintains a rong house and some traditional stilted houses. Keep an open ear and you can find that the villagers still speak their own language although I'm not sure whether it is Bana or other dialects.

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From Tranquil Kon Tum


We stayed in this sleepy town for two days. My childhood memories of my own hometown came back, and I started to recall how quiet things used to be in Da Nang less than fifteen years ago. Streets with hardly any motorbikes in sight were common back then and those who are Christians never failed to put on their best clothes to go to Sunday mass. I can't help wondering what Kon Tum will be like in fifteen year's time.