It’s Christmas, 2015, and I’m back at home with my Mam in Kerry.
There’s no snow but there is a fire. Its golden light dancing from the stove. It’s good to be home.
Chatting and catching up over what’s gone on in Dublin’s “Big Smoke”, we eventually get onto our plans for 2016.
What could we do? An unpleasant stint of unemployment prevented myself and my partner from heading away at all over the past few years, and I hadn’t headed away with Mam on a holiday in a long time.
Vietnam. We thought. Yes, it just made sense.
At the moment, though our trip is about four months away, I’m in the middle of booking hotels, trains, buses, and treks. It’s exhilarating.
For some reason, this time, preparing for Vietnam seems far more than a holiday.
Even though I won’t be putting time into searching for my birth family this time around, there’s something that’s so obviously different that I can’t quite put my finger on.
From broths of sumptuous Phở, crispy Nem rán and banh mi to gorgeously silky Bánh cuốn, this is a journey I want to share with people who love food, culture and a bit of adventure.
A little about me
Adopted from Hanoi, Vietnam in 1991 at just 3 days old by my Mammy, I’ve been in Ireland since I was 6 weeks old. I’m as Irish as anyone on this island!
That being said, I will always have a connection with Vietnam, an itch, a curiosity and a love. We’ve been back to Vietnam twice and we’re looking forward to heading there in 2016. Here’s the next big adventure.