I go picking plums in Moc Chau

Wednesday - 11/06/2014 02:56

I go picking plums in Moc Chau

I go picking plums in Moc Chau
"Go to Moc Chau this season just is cooler than Hanoi, in addition to tea hills, waterfalls attractive to nothing" - I complained to Boss of the hotel where I was in. Yet it's vague words leads me to an interesting experience unprecedented.
 
Mr hoteliers where Moc Chau Plateau enthusiasm leads us back garden with a lot of  clothings, sleeping bags and tents. He walked and told us to go camping. Beyond the fence is the hotel has seen a large garden out front at the ripe olives, plums, any peachs, any beam as well as steamed or solicitation.

Not need to wait for " homeowners " to introduce more, some of us who are good climb up tree picking plums are eaten, people cling photography shoots down excitedly. He gloating laugh said, that's all okay Moc Chau is not bored! He said as he rushed alone hill to climbing camp.

So the plum garden, peach garden only a few people us struggling with the dress of Mong’ people. They all just kept laughing even help each other. Finally after 15 minutes the group was also the reincarnation of Moc Chau mountain girls dazzling in dresses, shoulder strap flood fruit garden harvest.
 
It is true that there is joy in the joy break out of the rigid casing life and public places crowded streets, sirens loud and full of smoke and dust to wear the costumes of the indigenous people, impartial berries, naturally between open natural, cool. Blink alone already late afternoon, homeowners to take us up the hill. Camp was where he finished up on the side is a small fire for the evening. Tonight at dinner and overnight at the camp garden, we quickly decided that.

In the evening in Summer, between plateau It still quite cold, a small fire enough to baked two chickens, enough to light a small space around the camp. Our group sitting around with stories and enjoy grilled chicken. The most interesting is the feeling of sitting in the starry sky, was laughing naturally between clear space, among close friends. Now, how much chaos and pressures of life are pouring out of his head, gently and peacefully, despite the life has some noise outside there is only one place we sat yard.

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It is true that there is joy in the joy break out of the rigid casing life and public places crowded streets, sirens loud and full of smoke and dust to wear the costumes of the indigenous people, impartial berries, naturally between open natural, cool. Blink alone already late afternoon, homeowners to take us up the hill. Camp was where he finished up on the side is a small fire for the evening. Tonight at dinner and overnight at the camp garden, we quickly decided that.

In the evening in Summer, between plateau It still quite cold, a small fire enough to baked two chickens, enough to light a small space around the camp. Our group sitting around with stories and enjoy grilled chicken. The most interesting is the feeling of sitting in the starry sky, was laughing naturally between clear space, among close friends. Now, how much chaos and pressures of life are pouring out of his head, gently and peacefully, despite the life has some noise outside there is only one place we sat yard.
 
 

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