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Travel Inspiration: Trekking in the Northern Highlands of Vietnam (Sa Pa, Vietnam)


Only 36 km from the China-Vietnam border, and a overnight train ride from Hanoi, lies the quiet mountain town of Sa Pa, which straddles the misty, rice-terraced highlands of Vietnam. Sa Pa is home to migrant lowlanders and a great diversity of ethnic minority peoples, primarily Hmong and Dao. The villagers from areas surrounding Sa Pa live in extreme but extremely picturesque poverty. Electric lines jar unnaturally with the bucolic scenery of bamboo and wood homes nestled in the rocky valleys while water buffalo graze in verdant rice paddies. There are hundreds of miles of trekking trails between and around the villages of Lao Cai, Ta Van, and Ta Phin and hundreds more domestic scenes to witness. Naked little boys throw rocks into a stream. Teenagers go about daily chores of feeding the livestock. Women stand in doorways, their hands stained with indigo and busy with embroidery. Despite only being a stone’s throw from Sa Pa, these mountain villages seem a whole world away with their own languages, costumes, customs, and ways of life.

The best way to explore the breathtaking scenery of this rugged area is to hire a moped or a local guide. We loved trekking with Shosho Laochai! From the Black H’mong people of Lao Cai village, Shosho shares her home and culture with grace and a wonderful sense of humor. Should you decide to partake in a trekking excursion, and you should, you are sure to be joined by self-appointed escorts of the local kind. They may be wearing Nikes or plastic sandals, but they will be proudly dressed in the finely embroidered outfits of their tribes, carrying umbrellas and woven baskets on their backs full of handmade (mostly) knick knacks to sell. Throughout your trek, they will pose for pictures, smile sweetly, make grass sculptures for you, and sing. Then, at lunch time, they will harangue you mercilessly to buy their trinkets, and you will. You need two indigo hand-embroidered pillow cases, a side bag, a coin pouch, and a passport carrier anyway, right?

I loved seeing the distinct costumes of the locals, such as the intricate red, green, and blue stitching on indigo-stained cloth and hooped silver earrings of the Black H’mong.Β Or the partially shaved heads and bright red tasseled headdresses of the Red Dao. And I loved talking with them! Many speak English andΒ are ready with a story or a few. One stunning Red Dao woman described her daily journey of many miles to walk to the local market in Sa Pa to sell her handicrafts. I made many friends and took many stunning pictures. I have always thought that my biggest regrets in life are the pictures I don’t take, but in Vietnam I learned a hard lesson when I accidentally left my camera on the bus to the train station. I found out that my biggest regrets in life are the pictures I have taken but will never see again! Luckily my husband had his camera, too, so we have a few pictures of our trip to share. Enjoy! Thanks for reading. πŸ™‚

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9 thoughts on “Travel Inspiration: Trekking in the Northern Highlands of Vietnam (Sa Pa, Vietnam)

  1. Oh Becca, that must have been devastating to discover your camera missing, after having left it on the bus. You really do take everything in stride. So glad your dear husband had his camera! πŸ™‚

    I loved this post, both the pictures and your vivid description of life in this corner of Vietnam. Laughed as you described your purchase of the pillow cases, side bag, coin pouch and passport carrier. πŸ™‚

    Thank you for sharing! πŸ™‚


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    • It was so horrible, Carl!! When I found out it was missing, I was sitting in the train station in Vietnam. I was so super hot that I got tunnel vision and super hot. I lost amazing pics from Singapore, Malaysia, the Maldives, and Vietnam–such tragedy for me! Thanks for reading and for enjoying my [more humble] pictures! πŸ™‚

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      • A tragedy would really describe this. Pictures from all those countries, I cannot imagine your loss, and I am sincerely sorry. Thank you for sharing how you were feeling my friend, and as mentioned previously, this wonderful post. πŸ™‚

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  2. So beautiful there, what a great trekking you had..I am so sorry about your camera. I understand your feeling – I would be very sad as well if that happens to me – it’s very helpful that your hubby took pictures as well! That would not be the case for me as Dutchie doesn’t do photography πŸ™‚

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    • Yes, it was so beautiful and fascinating, Indah! And it was a sad, sad day when I lost my camera, but there is always a silver lining, right? Photography is definitely an artform, but luckily my husband Kris takes a decent picture! Thank you so much for reading! πŸ™‚


  3. It must have been fantastic to walk away from the crowds and to be surrounded by nature. The smiles of the people look genuine and truly warm. It must be hard leaving your camera behind. I guess they are some of things that happen on a trip! Loved the shot of the terraced fields!


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