Daoni Nguyen

French-Vietnamese Storyteller

Blogger & Wanderluster

French and English Tour guide all over North Vietnam

Chapter 1 – How it all began
Charles Bridge, aka Love Bridge, Prague

Today is January the 1st 2024, my name is Daoni Nguyen, I’m 25 years old, I am going to tell you about the past 25 years and beyond. A story, a journey, an adventure, that you have never heard of before…

It all began like all beginnings… it was around 12.20PM in Prague, I was crying my lungs out, why? I came to earth and saw the light for the first time on May 21th 1998. My mother was still unconscious because the doctor had to operate on her since I was too big to come out naturally…

And the first face I saw was the nurse’s, who immediately whispered ‘you are such a pretty asian little baby’. The next faces I saw were those of my father’s and my maternal grandparents, who came all over from Hanoi, Vietnam, to witness my birth… My arrival on earth was basically a huge celebration. After my mom’s miscarriage right after my parents’ wedding, it took them 4 years to be able to conceive me. My mother has always wanted a little girl, and now she did.

Few hours later, my mom woke up, her belly was hurting like crazy and she immediately asked to see me, I was asleep and she held me to her heart. 

Now, I was a lucky little princess, according to the pictures, I was continuously fed, washed, put to sleep, held around the city and so on, by my mom, my dad, my grandparents, my aunt and uncle as well, who came from Germany just to see their new niece, I was the happiest baby on earth… I was dressed, and sent to a Czech lady who became my babysitter. My mom was working at the time, at the Vietnamese Embassy in Prague, my father was a house husband who gave up his engineering career to follow my mom on her diplomatic mission after they got married. And I was the outcome of their love for one another…

My babysitter and her family loved me and took a lot of pictures of me, my parents also did. Still today, a quarter of a century later, as a young adult, we still have at home tens of albums of me as a baby.

Happiness lasted for a year and a half, so did my baby journey in Prague, where I traveled from places to places in Europe in my parents car, they did their honeymoon only 5 years after their wedding in Italy, the 3 of us was the happiest and everything that a baby could ask for (if a child could be able to ask)…

Next chapter is coming up next week.

With Love,


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