So glad we decided to splurge out on a hotel than spend the night in the airport. We slept once in Kuala Lumpur airport and while it wasn’t all that terrible, I definitely prefer a bed to a seat in the food court.
Wrapping up a year of travel, I thought I would make a list of things I have lost this year.
- four toenails, thanks to Rinjani
- my iPod
- my swimming costume
- a beanie
- my consumption of meat
- my Australian identity (After spending four years living outside of Sydney and a good part of this year in Vietnam, I now feel a whole lot more Vietnamese than Australian.)
- a fear of squat toilets and peeing in nature (When we were waiting for our bus to Danang, I asked a woman where the bathroom was. She brought me to the side of the road and we peed on the grass along with three other Vietnamese women, while a bus pulled up next to us.)
- caring about what i look like (Though this may come back upon arriving back in Europe. Right now I am too used to wearing the same thing everyday and not wearing any makeup.)
I really can’t believe that after spending more than half a year here, I will be leaving Vietnam in a little over a week. Hoi An is probably the place I will miss most.
Selling our beautiful bike, Jockey. Our second bike in Vietnam (Artur’s third), he is the strongest, with the most powerful engine.
After spending over a month in Hanoi, our plan for our last weeks in Vietnam was to ride down to Hoi An via the Ho Chi Minh Trail, spend a week or so there, then head down to Saigon for our flight to Warsaw. A final bike trip to nicely wrap up our year traveling.
If you want to meet weirdos that don’t know the meaning of cleanliness, just rent a room in Hanoi through a room rental company. We have spent the past month living in a house with four other bedrooms.
Our planned three day trip to Cat Ba Island started off as a disaster.
If you’re ever unsure about how long you will stay in a country and have different visa options to choose from, always pick the longer option! (If the price difference isn’t too drastic.) We learnt this the hard way.
- I can’t bring myself to yell out ’em oi’ to waiters and waitresses
- I can’t push in line
- I can’t ride a motorbike
- I can’t shamelessly take selfies in public
- I don’t use skin whitening products
Sometimes, I really just don’t get Vietnamese people.