But I can't for the life of me remember what it was.
It could have been about surviving 30 hours on a Vietnamese bus, with men attaching hammocks to my seat at the very very back of the bus. Or, if could have been about the other men who slept in the aisle of the bus and wouldn't wake up when we stopped for bathroom stops so that everyone had to step over them. Or, maybe it was about renting a hotel room for 4 hours in the middle of the day between bus 2 and bus 3 because it was that hot in Hue and there was really nothing more than I wanted to do other than sleep on a bed and not upright in a chair. Or, it could have been about seeing Ho Chi Minh's mausoleum today and how the cyclo driver helped Kelly and I cut in line after they closed the line up to everyone else and then got us in relatively quickly. Or, perhaps about just how creepy Ho Chi Minh's body looks. But, I think there might have been something else.
Sunday, July 22, 2007
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Hi! I found your blog (don´t remember how) and I read it sometimes. I hope you don´t mind. I went through the same bus rides just a couple of months ago... and I survived! Didn´t have such a great time in Hanoi... maybe because it rained everyday... maybe because every single human being in that city tried to rip us off. But now that a think about it I had fun too. By now you must know that Hanoi is quite an experience. Are you going to SAPA and then China?
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