lost and found in Ninh Binh
Vietnam
Vietnam
Published on Passion Passport
The sun is going down, sluggish in the wet November air, when we descend the last of the 500 steps at Hang Mua Peak. Sweaty and slightly out of breath, we take our bicycles and begin pedaling back to the hostel. We had spent a great afternoon looking over the lush surroundings of Tam Coc, where the Red River Delta of the Ninh Binh province serpents through perfectly round mountains, and rice fields adorned by small villages stretch across the scenery and dissipate into a misty skyline. Tired and satisfied, we were happy knowing that we would arrive at the hostel to enjoy a relaxed, tasty dinner.
But halfway into the intertwining path towards it, my sister stops behind me. I look back to see her fidgeting with her pockets.
“Can’t find my phone!”
Here we go again… You ought to know that my sister can always find a way to misplace her phone. The question is never whether it will happen; it’s when.
“Ai filha, have you looked properly?”
I ask with impatience, halfway hoping she’ll find it.
“Yes, it’s not here!”, she yells back, sweat gathering under her nose.
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