Tour Hàn Quốc 4 Ngày 3 đêm

[Francisco Raya]

Lasttime I was in Phu Quoc (October 2016) was shoulder season, so none of the boat tours were running. But this year, we went a few weeks later and were able to hit right at the beginning of high season which gave us a chance to actually check the islands out.

We decided to take the plunge and had a blast. There were only 6 people on our tour, which meant we had a lot more flexibility on our various stops. We ended up hitting 3 different spots (the exact locations depend on the weather):

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On this solo travel to phuc quoc guide, I have to include long beach because it is one of the best spots for water activities like parasailing, jet-skiing, motorbiking and of course swim and tan. Long beach is a white sand beach so definitely eye-pleasing and beaches around Phu Quoc are safe from sharks which helps to know!

This is another beach I visited and it was clean as a whistle and the water crystal clear. There is a bar there if you are thirsty and snorkeling, scuba diving, and fishing are the most popular water sports here. You may see some people jet-skiing, wind sailing, and squid fishing too!

You may notice this temple on your way around the island as near the night marker in the city. It is colorful and intricate carvings at the front and inside a truly spiritual place of worship for devotees. The Cao Dai religion is unique to Vietnam and looks like a fusion of the various main religions.

It is a stream so best not to go in the dry season otherwise a pretty good place for a hike. You can even BYO food and drinks; hike and eat it at the top of the river. it is a nice place for spending half a day and can also swim in the river.

If you are interested in a bit of a unique experience on your solo travel to Phu Quoc then head a bit away from the city. you can either book a countryside tour or explore to this organic pepper farm on your own. It is a small business and the products are sold to visitors. There is a lot you can learn from the growth cycle, and harvest to how labor-intensive it is. You can even attend a cooking class if you are feeling up for it.

You have plenty of options here from fine dining restaurants to medium prices eateries and of course, the street food is a must too. Recommend seafood (they provided a safety pin to eat the snails!) That said, here are some recommendation.

The popular travel route you can take is a bus from Ho chin min with a change to a ferry. The bus ticket can be bought at Mien Tay Bus Station in Ho Chi Minh. The bus will take you to the city of Rach Gia, in about six hours, and the cost was only seven dollars.

You can also get here by sea. Either Fast Ferry from Ha Tien or Rach Gia, Slow Ferry from Ha Tien only, or Phu Quoc Express VIP Catamaran. There is also a sightseeing boat that runs from Saigon and International Cruise Ship Travel.

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Having 14 flights in 19 days sounds pretty crazy for a holiday in Southeast Asia. Trust me when I say that it was. I felt like a majority of my time was spent getting to the airport, waiting at the airport, more waiting at the airport, and sitting on planes.

So when I received an email from Jet Star Pacific Airlines while sitting in my Saigon hotel room stating that my flight to Phu Quoc Island was changed from 11:45 am to 9:00 am, I was more than thrilled.

My friend Jordan and I had booked a trip to Phu Quoc for one night to get out of the congested city for a little R&R on an island that Google images had convinced us was the most stunning oasis of an island out there. We eagerly arrived at the airport in Saigon around 8:00 am and were met with a long line at the check in counter. While waiting in line, I received a second email from Jet Star Pacific Airlines. Our flight had now been changed to 12:45. Distraught that our island time was slowly dwindling, we tried to look at the bright side: it was only an hour after our original departure time. After deciding that taking an hour taxi ride back into the city of Saigon to pass the time was probably not plausible, we knew that we were just going to have to wait it out.

We finally checked in, got our boarding pass, made it through the cursory security process, and arrived at our terminal (the only terminal in the airport). Knowing we were going to be there for the next three and a half hours, we sat at a restaurant and ordered a flagrant morning beer.

An hour into the waiting process, an announcement was made stating that our flight had now been moved to 2:45. At this point, we considered sacking the trip off entirely, as we would have less than 24 hours on the island. However, we decided to still go for it because, boy, those pictures we found on Google images were enticing. A couple Saigon lagers and a free phở later (compliments of the airline), we were on our way to Phu Quoc Island.

After sunset, we sluggishly made our way back to the hostel and went into town for dinner. We returned to our hostel pretty late and were sitting at the bar having a drink. There were a group of locals sitting there too and we began chatting with them, which was pretty unusual because we had yet to meet a Vietnamese person with communicable English. We told them about how our island experience had turned a bit sour and asked for their advice on what to do with ourselves the next day before our 6:00 pm flight. We showed them the Google images as well, asking how to find these beaches and if we could make it there and back before our flight. It turned out that one of the people we were talking to was the owner of the hostel and he knew some people. He put a call into one of his friends, spoke for about 2 minutes and hung up. He told us that he could set up a private tour for the day that would take us to our Google image paradise, include lunch, and then have us dropped off at the airport for our flight. This would cost us $150 total. Even though it was a bit out of our budget, we needed to find redemption for our Phu Quoc getaway, so we agreed and made plans to meet our tour guide in the lobby at 7:00 am.

Our first stop was off of a bumpy dirt road in the middle of nowhere. We got out and were instructed to wait at a table that was full of oysters. An Aussie man approached us and started giving us a lesson on oysters and the pearls that they produce. He talked to us for about five minutes straight, and in my head, I was wondering why on earth we were there and who this man was. It turned out he was the island expert on pearls, which Phu Quoc is famous for. Chimory asked if we wished to buy any pearls to which we said no, and we were back in the car on our way to the next stop.

We drove for a while and ended up at this little village near the boat harbor. The streets were packed with people, motorbikes, food carts, and stray dogs- in true Vietnamese style. The driver stopped the car in the middle of the street and Chimory explained that we were going to pick up lunch for the boat ride (she also told us to bring our cameras). She led us into a food market to buy fresh fish for our lunch. This market was absolutely unreal; there was every type of seafood you could imagine, from live sharks to octopus, to giant squid. The vendors were mostly women who sat at their booth with bare feet resting on their product. The floors were wet with who knows what sort of liquids and the place was packed with locals. The smell was nauseating. After Chimory collected an assortment of seafood, we made our way through the harbor to our private fishing boat.

Our captain, who had four teeth and spoke not a word of English, helped us onto his boat. Dot told us that we would be sailing out to some remote islands south of Phu Quoc and away from the touristy beaches that most people usually visit. We spent an hour sitting on the top deck of the boat in comfortable sunbathing chairs with a cold beer and impeccable views of the islands. Finally, things started looking up.

The captain anchored the boat off the shore of a completely uninhabited island with water so clear that, from the top deck of the boat, you could see the colorful fish swimming around the reef below. Chimory handed us snorkels and fins and then told us to be back on the boat in a half an hour for lunch.

They cooked all the seafood on a small charcoal grill and served it with noodles, rice, and tons of different sauces and spices. We had fully intact snapper and giant squid, calamari, and the unknown type of reef fish that I had caught earlier, as our main course. We all had a Saigon lager as well, which the captain insisted on a massive group cheers every time anyone took a sip. I can usually eat a good amount of food but this was on a different level. It was a full feast laid before us on this table on the boat anchored in the turquoise waters surrounding the island. At this point, I knew that we had redeemed our bad luck from the beginning of the trip and there was still more to come!

We began sailing back towards Phu Quoc after lunch. I offered to help with cleaning up all the food but they insisted that we go up onto the deck and relax for the next hour or two while we sailed back. It was a very relaxing boat ride back to the main island but ended badly later that night when we were both sizzled to a crisp.

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