Wonders of Vietnam

A Generic Photo of fishing boats. See PA Feature TRAVEL Vietnam. Picture credit should read: PA Photo/thinkstockphotos. WARNING: This picture must only be used to accompany PA Feature TRAVEL Vietnam.
A Generic Photo of fishing boats. See PA Feature TRAVEL Vietnam. Picture credit should read: PA Photo/thinkstockphotos. WARNING: This picture must only be used to accompany PA Feature TRAVEL Vietnam.

My guide beams unconvincingly from a suspiciously bad-looking tunnel. “Honestly, it’s not that bad down here.”

He then tries another tack.

“They’ve made these tunnels twice as big as they were back in the war. They’re tourist-sized.”

While unsure whether I’m offended or encouraged, I do at least know that I now have no choice but to edge my tourist-sized hulk down into the dark, cramped, muddy hole - and not complain about how dark, cramped and muddy it is.

Because the guide’s right, this maze of Cu Chi Tunnels, 70km northwest of Ho Chi Minh City, might be unbearably humid, feel hauntingly claustrophobic, and smell like damp mould, but this is the sanitised version on what, more than forty years ago, in the midst of the bitter Vietnam War (or the American War, as the Vietnamese call it) can only have been unimaginable hell.

Even those not particularly well-versed in Vietnamese history will have heard about the infamous Cu Chi Tunnels, a 200km underground maze of deep, airless, water pipe-sized holes, sometimes three ‘storeys’ and 15ft deep, where Viet Cong soldiers lived, fought and hid from American and South Vietnamese troops.

It’s not the worst thing here either; there’s an exhibition of the infamous torture traps the Viet Cong used: leaves covering a bed of foot-long bamboo spikes, and a rolling set of spiked poles ready to snare a soldier up to his waist. Even today, surrounded by chattering tourists and behind the safety of a wooden fence, they make your blood run cold.

A few hours later, back in Ho Chi Minh City, comes the War Remnants exhibition, where I find myself in front of the original version of ‘that’ photo - Nick Ut’s Napalm Girl. Needless to say, it’s just as poignant in real life as all the times you’ve seen it in newspapers and books.

This year marks the 40th anniversary of the end of the 20-year war since when Vietnam has grown into a warm, energetic, swarming country. It was on its knees, now Vietnam stands tall. Last year, the country received a record number of visitors, and it still rates highly on every ‘destination hotlist’ for 2015. A number of fashionable new hotels, such as the A La Carte Hotel in Da Nang, about half-way up the country’s coastline and an hour’s flight from Ho Chi Minh City, are also an indication of exciting growth.

As I sit on a terrace, looking out, it’s hard to imagine that Da Nang is where the American troops had one of their biggest air bases.

“It’s changed quite a lot,” my guide shrugs.

A lot, but, thankfully, not completely. For all its post-war reconstruction and surging tourism, Vietnam is in no hurry to surrender everything to progress.

Hoi An, half an hour’s drive from the bustling Da Nang, was once a major 16th century trading centre and is now a UNESCO World Cultural Heritage site.

With its low, tiled houses, ancient markets and candle-lit night lanterns, it’s a very pretty tourist mecca.

Hop on a small, old fishing boat, and half an hour later - via a few excited, potentially boat-toppling children and a sweeping river view - and you’re in a tiny village, seemingly untouched by modern times, with smiling people gently pulling in fishing nets and craftsmen making clay pots with nothing but a foot-press and the heat of the sun.

Similarly, not far away, there’s Tra Que Vegetable Village, where you can try some century-old farming techniques for yourself.

Vietnamese hospitality is legendary. It’s something I notice on a family-run river cruise in the province of Ben Tre. We’re kept refreshed with a constant supply of fresh fruit and cold flannels.

In addition to the unswervingly friendly people, Vietnam is blessed with achingly beautiful landscapes, centuries of historical buildings and madly vibrant cities.

There are long, tree-lined rivers and sprawling rice fields, lovingly tended temples, pagodas and royal palaces, and the loud, moped-frenzied, brilliant cities of Ho Chi Minh and Hue.Equally remarkable are the country’s often-overlooked beaches. Neighbouring Thailand has somewhat stolen any chance of Vietnam winning the South-East Asia beach mantle, but it shouldn’t be the case.

A fine example of the beach properties found here is Fusion Maia Resort in Hoi An. It’s the epitome of luxury, with private pool villas, two free spa treatments a day, and morning yoga by the beachside infinity pool.

Down on the beach, where you can take breakfast or a lantern-lit BBQ dinner, it’s even more perfect.

I enjoy sitting quietly on the sand and watching the bustling fishing boats, while a group of local children play football. It’s a scene offering a vibrant stillness; a feeling of gentle, ambling calm alongside a joyous energy. And for me, that’s what Vietnam is all about.