Back in early June 2012 I boarded a plane to fly to Sydney
to attend the YPWB pre-departure camp. As I said good bye to my parents and
walked across the tarmac I remember thinking to myself that in three months
time I would be saying goodbye to my family once again and boarding a plane-
only this time I would be headed to Hanoi, Vietnam. Back in June, three months
seemed like a pretty long time to wait. I awaited my imminent adventure with
great enthusiasm, excitement and a large dose of impatience… I felt as though
August 31st might never arrive! Nevertheless the days and weeks passed by (much
too quickly) and now I can hardly believe that in just 24 hours I will be on my
way to Vietnam!
As my departure has grown ever nearer I have often found
myself contemplating what life in Vietnam might look like. In particular I have
found myself considering how historical events and the media may have shaped my
perceptions of the country I will call home for the next five months. Like many
westerners my initial perceptions of Vietnam rest around images of the Vietnam
War; napalm bombs, Agent Orange and bloody battles as ‘we fought the scourge of
communism' as it made its way ever southward. In fact it often seems to be that
these images characterise the western world’s collective perception of the
nation and its past. Interspersed with a kaleidoscope of hard fought battles
and occasional victories are fragmented images of tragedy and suffering, perhaps
none more famous than the photograph of a young Vietnamese girl running naked
down the street, her clothes melted away from the heat of napalm bombs,
shouting “too hot, too hot” as she desperately tries to escape the chaos and
devastation behind her. As westerners it
is all too easy to think of Vietnam’s past as characterised most strongly by
the ‘American War’ as we either forget, or fail to realise that Vietnam has a
fascinating and often tumultuous history that extends well before, and well
beyond, the ‘Vietnam War’ that we place front and centre in our own limited
historical memory.
Of course nowadays as Vietnam heads swiftly, though not
without some cultural resistance, into a world of capitalism (although perhaps
only economically as Vietnam is still a single party communist nation), free
trade and tourism, we have been given entirely new sources from which to build
our perceptions. But I do wonder if the representations in travel brochures and
even the direct experiences of holiday makers really paint any more accurate a
picture of the ‘real’ Vietnam? Sure, we are now able to gain a greater
appreciation of how physically stunning a country Vietnam is (and like many
travellers I am eager to explore sights such as Halong Bay and SaPa) and
perhaps sadly have come to appreciate how inexpensive (and therefore desirable
and increasingly less ‘unspoiled’) a travel destination it can be, but to date I found very few instances where individuals or groups
have taken the time to document impressions and representations of the country
and its citizens outside of the contexts of tourism or the Vietnam war.
Over the last few weeks I have spent a lot of time
researching Vietnam’s history and culture, seeking to gain new insights about a
place that as yet remains quite foreign to me. In light of what I now know (and
perhaps more importantly do not yet know) about the nation to which I am about
to travel I have developed an intense curiosity about how Vietnam perceives
itself. Do the aspects of Vietnam’s past and present that the western world
accentuates hold the same significance to locals? What significant parts of its
culture are largely overlooked by travellers and media? How do citizens
perceive living under a system of government (communism) that those who have
freedom of expression often demonise?
I also find myself contemplating how I personally will
adjust to living amongst a culture so far removed from my own. Will I pick up
the language quickly…or at all? What will the food be like? How will I respond
to living under a communist government where I may at times be required to
respectfully withhold my views and opinions (those who know me can attest that
I am not particularly well known for keeping my opinions to myself)? In the
coming weeks and months I hope at least some of these questions will be
answered…
For me, perhaps the most exciting, and simultaneously
terrifying, part of this whole experience is the opportunity to explore the
unknown… about the place to which I am headed and also the things I do not yet
know about myself. 24 hours- after I’ve
tearfully farewelled my family (I cried saying goodbye to my dog so I don’t
hold out much hope of making it through customs with dry eyes) and boarded a
flight to Vietnam- until my journey of discovery begins...