I remember when I was 14 years old my dad vacationing in SaPa. that trip left a deep impression on me. not only about the poetic landscape where as the rice terraced slopes sclera still had people living where it was when I was going to the markets of those indigenous peoples. They sell things before I just looked on the TV or the dishes that I've ever seen but have special flavors extremely tasty eat,. To night I was again involved, the love market is witnessed the customary private culture of each nation. that's how they find through the musical instrument, or folk dance. Moreover I also feel the struggling life of people here, especially women, daughters and children. from livelihood to be education, ... all seems to be limited. I love the mountainous mist forest, I hope there will be other times I came here.
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