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A Day on a Small Island After Breeding Week

ZAD(ZOOM, AI, Google Documents) since 2023(Dec.) 5 A Day on a Small Island After Breeding Week This was my first day on a small island where about 10,000 people live, most of them working in fishing and small-scale farming. The island sits very close to the mainland—only about 300 meters away—so there are two easy ways to cross. People usually rent small boats or get a ride from locals. Yesterday, I came with a local boss from the mainland, though honestly, it would have been easy to come by myself. When I arrived on the island, I went to the homestay area and tried to visit one house, but I couldn’t find the owner. So I stopped next door at a small local café instead. I ordered a soda and a coffee with ice. The milk wasn’t normal fresh milk—it was condensed milk, thick and sticky, very local style. After eating, I went back to the homestay and put my luggage in the room on the second floor. The room was very clean and neat, a comfortable place to stay for a while, and the price was reasonable. Later, I went out to walk along the beach. This island is special because the ocean and the river meet here. I walked alone along the shoreline for about one kilometer, all the way to the market area of Tam Hải. Along the beach, I could see small fish swimming in the shallow water like pieces of silver cloth moving with the waves. There were many fishing boats, and local people were busy with their daily routines. Some men were repairing fishing nets with their hands, while older people sat together playing chess. I joined them for a while, watching and chatting. I also saw an elderly couple walking slowly along the shells on the sand. As I walked, I hummed quietly to myself. I noticed that the island has no forests, unlike other places I’ve visited. Only local people live here, which made communication simple and direct. I used short sentences and repeated basic expressions, and that was enough. Even with very simple language, we could understand each other. When I reached the market, it was almost empty. I think this is not the busy season. From around May to September, many visitors come, and local people move frequently between the island and the mainland. Now, it feels quiet, like the island is resting. I observed the area as part of my standard tour check. Inside the island feels calm and safe. I didn’t go to the other side yet—the open sea side with stronger waves and wider beaches—but I plan to go there today. Yesterday, I also noticed that paddling near the main boats could be dangerous. I crossed those areas twice and felt it clearly. The safest paddling route follows the shoreline, passing fishing villages and fishing farms. If possible, a slow paddle of two to three kilometers would be ideal—enjoying the scenery, maybe stopping to buy a small snack or a cup of coffee from a local place. Today, the sea conditions might be a little different, so I’ll check carefully before heading out. But this island already feels like a place where time moves slower, and simple moments are enough.