Hanoi Doesn’t Rock as Hard as they Claimed
I’m typing at Puku cafe/bar in Hanoi Vietnam having a Bia Ha Noi beer, a soda water, and a salad that will likely make me sick later. This trip is amazing.
Cambodia: Explored several temples, dunked my feet in a vat full of fish for a massage, was the family photographer for a Buddhist funeral and was then invited to drink beer and traditional Khmer food with the community.
Laos (Luang Prabang): By far my favourite so far. Quiet French Indochina, timid but friendly people, me being horrible at haggling prices in shops, a kid trying to sell me cocaine, opium, and pot that is actually just swamp weed, and finally riding an elephant down the Makong River whilst drinking a beer.
Vietnam (Hanoi): Is pretty full on and has taken me some time to adjust but I’m settling in. I take a night train tonight to Sapa which is out in the boonies of Northern Vietnam.
I’ve written a lot. There’s so much to write about. When I get back to Melbourne I’ll do it properly. I think I’ll write a book about it all.
All in all, amazing trip. Great for the mind. Laos has so far been my favourite.
