Legends have it that all Vietnamese came from the first 100 beings born from a dragon father named Lac Long Quan and a fairy mother named Au Co. When they split up, the father took 50 of us to the seas, and the rest went to the mountains with the mother.
Well, I probably can trace my lineage back to the water dragon root, because I love the beach and everything it has to offer: the sun, the sand, the waves, and the fish.
I am a senior member of a venture capital fund in Vietnam called IDG Ventures Vietnam.
On weekdays and weeknights, it’s pretty much this:
But on weekends – most weekends anyway, when I don’t have urgent meetings or have to be out of the country, I am in my beach mode with my family or friends. It could be a short 1.5 hour drive from HCMC to my home town in Ba Ria – Vung Tau, or an overnight bus ride to Nha Trang, or a quick flight to Phu Quoc island or Da Nang. It’s either this:
Between swims and watching the sunrises/sunsets, we do a lot of this:
When I first came back to Vietnam in 2006, I used to write a lot about the daily bits, things I observed and marveled often against the grain of memories of how things are like in the US, where I spent much of my adult years growing up and going to school.
Then Yahoo, the hosting company, took away all of my writing because of a Word Press bug making my site appearing to be sending out spams. It took Yahoo 9 months to figure out I was not a bad guy. But then they lost most of my data by then. I had to start from scratch.
This time, I want to write about simpler things. Things that put a smile to my face: my sea and seafood adventures in Vietnam.
I don’t advertise this page, so I don’t expect a large public readership of nammer.com. Rather, I am writing mostly for myself, and for my children to read these posts one day and appreciate the beach of Vietnam, and nature’s offerings to us. Most of all, when I go through these pictures, I think of the good times we have when we are on the beach, or by the grille in the backyard in our home town in Ba Ria-Vung Tau, and have a good meal with friends and family.
This blog is dedicated to Ngoại (1933-2013). Grandpa, who first taught me how to fish since I was a little kid, and to appreciate a good fish, especially the little fish, in life. When I go fishing or about to have a meal of fresh seafood, anywhere in the world, I think of him and our time together on the water.