It's one year already, Catriona's birthday was yesterday! Can't believe how time has flown...
We were in Mui Ne for a few days. It was a big gathering of CC's family - as well as all the local family there was Diem from Hong Kong with her twins, Ethan & Erin; and Duyen from Sydney with her new baby Sarina. We hired a private bus and drove up to Mui Ne, bit of an epic journey with 9 kids on board! We were renting a villa overlooking the sea in Mui Ne Domaine villa complex. As luck would have it, CC's half-sister, Ha, owns a villa in the same complex and we were able to split the group to give everyone more room. Richard & Ha's villa was very nice, with a large garden and private pool.
The next day, we stayed around the villa, making full use of the pool. Catriona was badly bitten by mosquitoes during the night - she takes that from me unfortunately, CC hardly ever gets bitten. We armed ourselves with the mozzie-killing electric tennis rackets for the following evening.
It was our 10 year anniversary that day, so we had a big BBQ dinner at the villa. We were early to bed though; Catriona didn't sleep well the previous night.
The next day we hit the beach. Catriona loved getting her feet wet and having the waves crash into her legs; no fear!
On her birthday, we were travelling back to HCM so we were all pretty tired when we got back. CC's older sister, Tam, had been at the apartment and had prepared a small birthday party for Cat. Uncle Tom's present was a hammer-and-nails toy set. This ensured the party was noisy!
I experienced a new (to me) Vietnamese tradition. A tray was placed in front of Catriona with scissors, a banknote, a pen, a book, a ball of sticky rice and a comb. Apparently, whatever Catriona picked up first indicates what she'll be when she grows up! Scissors mean a tailor/seamstress, a banknote means a banker or accountant, a pen means a businesswoman, a book means a scholar or writer, the rice means a farmer and the comb means a barber/hairdresser.
Well, cat picked up the scissors first, but settled on the pen. At least it wasn't the ball of rice!
Until next time...
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