When traveling by motorcycle from Sapa to Lao Cai city, we have abandoned the idea of posing for photographs and observations in some scenes. Still that same street, but when viewed close up, it is no longer attractive as a first impression. Maybe because we have seen, are going through the place more beautiful, more majestic, more immense, but it is important that I find everything is not intact any more natural definition. I shed tears touched an idyllic scene but far from that: bathing children under crystal clear springs and besides, few adults are putting motorcycles between stream to wash. But in upstream and downstream, several hydropower projects under construction. Hill was raked patchy. Rocks flying everywhere. The hills were razed, stream flow is prevented. Do not know what a sight we saw in this peaceful afternoon will exist as long as the other hydropower projects completed and put into operation. In the course of writing this article, I can go online and read numerous articles shavings year ago talking about the construction of hydroelectric indiscriminate loss of landscapes, pristine beauty disrupted, threatening the lives of the peoples in Sapa, especially in the social sector in Lao Chai, Central Chai Muong Hoa valley area. At noon, when I asked about the name of hydropower projects under construction on our way through, my companion and anxious search online and then once Sapa had no springs, no longer terraces too. I do not think so, but that means nothing where natural beauty, unspoiled by Sapa again. Now comes the Muong Hoa valley, the ancient stone circle, to the Lake, we also see a lot of things cracking, many losses, change from what we have learned about the beauty before. These streams are no longer full of warm clear water and more. Terraced fields dependent on rainfed and water is poured though mid season also many plot somewhere dry. Forests on a little deserted but changed shrubs or other pointing sepia, bald because less cultivation season. Sapa town is now also no longer the city of fog anymore because there is no surrounding pine forest. At noon, the scorching heat also not completely cool, fresh as everyone imagined. Finding a moment of tranquility in the town proper tourist high season really difficult as the sky. My last resort was chosen companion and go to bed late, and go round the lake at midnight, to enjoy a bit of serenity, quiet, peaceful, unspoilt town forest paint domain. And cruise climb Fanxipang remains challenging journey which promises to conquer the young people who want to discover the real. But both also nearing completion Fanxipang slings thàn not know what Sapa still intact, in white. There could be many different purposes, particularly in economics, but I find it paradoxical and ironic in a country developing eco-tourism, cultural, always use the cable. People spend an amount equal to the cable car to the top Fan will feel like? They are just a bunch of snobby pretentious take pictures himself standing at the top of the roof of Indochina. They did not know the happiness, passion, happy culmination of a process people go rather to conquer the summit. The guys that, under his gaze, as if the guys a lot of money, like beautiful girls and go in a "fast boat", "bread peel pay" boasted achievements forged conquer. But organizers are not unlike other pimps only capture the inherent beauty, to entertain their clients millions down bran gold upper but never cared much about the honor and beauty of her nature Hoang Contact. Her fate seems about to Natalie standard similar fate, right? Or, more optimistic, and she'll like the Sleeping Beauty, forever waiting prince to awaken, to know her how gorgeous? Why instead of eating away projects such type of investment is not for the more practical things: the roads leading to the villages, attractions, tours. Go to the attractions in Sapa I really stunned because the access road is too bad, leprous, as vibration damping springs, causing my companion took the key dropped the alpha wave without noticing. The same fate with nature, the minority villages around Sapa town tourist can do is face the situation lost soul and identity. In previous articles, I have said to the children go hawkers, soliciting, living the tragedy of street children, and still do not know how many other peoples sale items for sugar, for dusting, for non-market to sales along the way, make anarchy fake, gold brass of goods and commodities. Instead of clinging, pleaded guests, the kids absolutely can do a great job cozy: navigation, directions for visitors to publication, even leading guests home and introduce to their homeland, origin his department. Can we go on holiday should not meet people like that, but if you really do professionally, bring hospitality is sure how well east still, still seen, at least in the bud laugh, is the enthusiastic instruction, these far-friendly, which I enjoyed while in the remote villages of the nation, without nothing to do with tourism. Looking at another aspect , even if you want to say, want to show visitors what they make kids, or even adults have enough intellectual capital, cultural knowledge, customs and indigenous to say. By the generation of today, more valuable alive only on books and memories, especially the so-called love market in Sapa. And since the routine was widely considered to be many other cultural values as well. This is similar to the problem that Paul Theroux of India wrote in his travelogue "Orient surf out the window," that I have read: The Indians do not know about their own culture, including about Hinduism. Vietnamese people always do that, there's nothing else. Simply because when the next generation was born, how your community values, ethnicity was completely absent, or only as "a yellow ball." When cultural values, customs not associated with production environment, preserve, oratorio, it will die, or exist only as a dry body of the museum exhibits only. Blame upland ethnic versions commercialized by tourism, even those that are recognized as intangible cultural heritage can be held to honor the solemnity is only the corpse, the mask luscious, floral wolf, while charisma, has no soul. This I have felt very permeable trip Lim festival in previous years, to find little echo of their culture. So we have no idea how to sleep again in a near Sapa to have the same life experiences All people, even though we saw many tourists choose so. Simply because I do not have to feel the true meaning of life is to live in a remote region village, somewhere still wild, spontaneous. When, in the past we also reeked near Sapa travel services under the laws of supply and demand. I do not feel as a guest, and then immersed in the natural life of the indigenous people, which I have been experiencing in the last trip in Ta Xua, and then the Y Ty. Everything is completely original form complete but mentally, especially the little ones love it again, extremely meager. How pristine beauty, from him, the scenery spectacular, behind the net definition, naive of customs and hearts in Sapa perhaps only in a dream, a romantic nostalgia for the beginning, the wild roses. It was a beautiful dream about the other times of yore, was a day away, and will the illusion of hidden national memory of how human alienation, confusion since losing the essence, because the characteristics of minority stray their number in the mob, hybrid.
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