Ha Long Bay

It's been a long time since we were in Ha Long bay. As a result, I can't fully remember enough details to write a good story about it, but i feel i ought to write something since the area is so famous and recognisable.
Not much needs to be said about Ha Long Bay other than that it was extremely beautiful. We spent many hours in happy silence on the roof of our junk boat as it glided silently amongst the thousands of limestone karsts, and many more hours below deck making idle conversation with a hilarious Irish couple and some lively Peruvians.
In truth, we weren't there at the best time as far as the weather was concerned. A dense fog lay heavily over the area for the entire three days we spent there. Visibility was restricted, but to be honest it added something to the impressiveness of the landscape. The karsts immediately next to the boat slipped past us huge and bright green and imposing, while those further away were completely shrouded in mist, just immense dark silhouettes looming in the fog.
I've just noticed that a sizable portion of this post is taken up by a description of the weather. I am therefore fully satisfied with the Britishness of it and will stop here.