The burning night of Hoi An

As night falls, the street stalls glow with hundreds of lanterns, lamps that illuminate the passage of foreigners towards the river. And the street vendors, children usually, They meet the bewildered tourist to sell him a candle, an illusion to cast into the river.

About two thousand years ago, This city was the largest port in Southeast Asia. Here they have arrived over the boats bringing Chinese ceramics, East and Handicraft Spices of Japan. Today, tourists hungry and lemon fish arrive at their coasts.

We found a crowded city, where the backpackers invaded some of the most friendly streets of the coast Vietnamese. Hoi an looks out to China Sea, With beaches full of restaurants and girls who tan into the heat of the tropics.

But it is next to the Thu Bon river where visitors await magic every month, On full moon nights. Barqueras expect patients for the sun to extinguish. Travelers hurry their walks.

It is next to the Thu Bon river where visitors await magic every month, On full moon nights

Arrived, like all, Looking for a place on the shore, or next to the Japanese bridge that melts with a pagoda, With the grace of other times, under the roofs topped by dragons figures.

The yellow facades illuminate the passage of the boats. The city is full of terraces that receive the sea breeze with wine bottles, Without the rumble of motorcycles that go crazy other cities in Vietnam. Here there, Here the country gives a truce. THE GREAT TREASURE OF HOI AN, Its main value, It is your light.

As night falls, the street stalls glow with hundreds of lanterns, lamps that guide foreigners to the river. And the street vendors, children usually, They meet the bewildered tourist to sell him a candle, an illusion to cast into the river. Hoi an celebrates the full moon, And how the tradition of lights attracts the pockets of the West, The ceremony is repeated every weekend.

Fire light was reflected causing an inevitable feeling of peace

We managed to rent a boat for us alone. That granted us the freedom to see the river from the river itself, to advance on the water decorated in fire. The paper lanterns burned on the sea. They symbolized the wishes of those who turn them on. And almost without realizing, The Thu Bon became a fire of fireflies, Light points wandering to the dreams of dreams. Fire light was reflected causing an inevitable feeling of peace, Despite the tumult of the shore.

We follow the current between lamps until time was extinguished the flashes, As if we had witnessed a mirage. The daylight discovered us a city with its beaches and palm trees, as so.

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