Incense swirls around the pagodas. Water buffalo grunt in the rice paddies. Mist blankets the mountains. The South China Sea laps against Halong’s mighty islands. It can only be Vietnam, the S...
Incense swirls around the pagodas. Water buffalo grunt in the rice paddies. Mist blankets the mountains. The South China Sea laps against Halong’s mighty islands. It can only be Vietnam, the S...