Turning Vietnamese: Tea Islands, Thanh An, Vietnam

These tea plantations I came to visit were just a spot on the map. One of those I arrive and I know there’s something here, but how to experience it.

There were only a couple people at my Homestay and one was Selma who seemed cool enough to check out the islands with. We booked right during mid morning expecting a couple hours.

After three families and a hundred photos later, this little island turned into an all day affair. We told our boat driver it would be a hour, maybe two, but we started talking and hanging with the locals and then morning became afternoon.

All the locals really think I’m Vietnamese, maybe I am and just don’t know it yet.

Morning views.

Off to this Tea Island thing, how much fun could you possibly have?

Well that’s pretty.

Silly first, cute second 😘

The first set of locals literally fawned over Selma.

Extreme friendliness! One spoke English so we toasted with the Vietnamese tea which locals offer when welcoming new people. 🥰

She was a celebrity!

Spicy, sweet, savory. Salt, pepper 🌶️ , sugar, citrus.

Everyone wanted pictures with her. The next two groups spoke German and I lost her for a bit. Who knew?

Perfect. I can handle this. Wake me when that sun is going down.

Look who had the same idea. What is going on with your hammock though?!

I told you she was popular. This lady probably took 30 photos.

Oh look, me too. They kept saying “handsome” and “beautiful” and “you Vietnam?”

😁😁🥰🥰😅😅

Then they saw my camera and wanted to look like a photographer. Asian tourist are just different lol.

Here we go.

That’s the one.

Taking my signs/ luck to another level. Selma asked, is this yours? I guess it is now.

The girls were taking their photos so I thought I’d add mine.

I feel ridiculous.

But worth a smile.

🫰🏼🫰🏼 Vietnam