A Journey Through Time: The Road to Ba Na Hills

As I embarked on the Golden Bridge Tour from Chan May Port, I was reminded of the many train journeys I’ve taken across Europe, where the journey itself is as enchanting as the destination. The road to Ba Na Hills is a 60-kilometer stretch that winds through some of the most picturesque landscapes in Vietnam. Our guide, a charming local with a wealth of knowledge, greeted us with a warm smile and a “Welcome Board” bearing our names. It was a delightful start to what promised to be a memorable day.

The drive took us through the Hai Van Pass, a place that seemed to blur the line between the earth and the heavens. The misty mountain road, aptly named “Sea of Clouds,” offered breathtaking views of the ocean meeting the sky. It was a scene that evoked memories of the Swiss Alps, where the mountains stand tall and proud, embracing the clouds. As we continued, we stopped at Lang Co Beach, a pristine stretch of white sand and turquoise waters. The serenity of the beach was reminiscent of the quiet coastal towns of southern France, where time seems to stand still.

Ascending to the Clouds: Ba Na Hills

Upon reaching Ba Na Hills, we boarded a cable car that whisked us up to a height of 1,500 meters. The ascent was a journey through a fairyland, with the lush jungle below and a waterfall cascading down the mountainside. It was a moment that transported me back to the scenic train rides through the Black Forest, where nature’s beauty unfolds with every turn.

At the top, the Golden Bridge awaited us, a marvel of modern architecture that seemed to be held aloft by the hands of gods. The bridge, with its giant stone hands, offered panoramic views of the surrounding hills and valleys. It was a sight that stirred the same awe I felt when crossing the viaducts of Scotland, where engineering and nature come together in perfect harmony.

We wandered through Le Jardin D’amour, a garden of love that was a riot of colors and fragrances. The flowers, each more beautiful than the last, reminded me of the gardens of Versailles, where every bloom tells a story of romance and history. Lunch in the French Village was a delightful affair, with a buffet of Vietnamese and Western dishes that catered to every palate.

A Day of Delight: Exploring Ba Na Hills

The afternoon was spent exploring the French Village, a charming replica of a European town, complete with cobblestone streets and quaint cafes. It was a place that transported me back to the days of leisurely strolls through the streets of Paris, where every corner holds a new discovery.

Our final stop was the Fantasy Park, a wonderland of games and attractions that brought out the child in all of us. It was a fitting end to a day filled with adventure and nostalgia, much like the amusement parks of my youth, where laughter and joy were the order of the day.

As we descended the mountain and made our way back to Chan May Port, I reflected on the day’s journey. It was a reminder of the beauty of slow travel, where every moment is savored and every experience cherished. The Golden Bridge Tour was not just a visit to a tourist attraction; it was a journey through time and memory, a celebration of the wonders of the world and the joy of discovery.