Officially, I am so over Vietnam. Don't really like the people that much, except for the odd exceptions. Never liked the language. In fact, it's my least favorite language in the world. Maybe I am just burnt out from traveling. I arrive in Laos in a few days and I hope for the best.
Maybe the reason for my disinterest is that I have not found any good travel companions as of late. My last one was in Hong Kong and that was weeks ago. Joachim was a cool guy. I think the big hostels I am staying at really takes away from the meeting individual people and the hotels makes one isolated. I have to find that happy medium between overwhelming and hermitville.
On a funny note, I got 'cock-blocked' a few days ago at my hostel in Hanoi. I was talking to this French girl and apparently she was already talking to some Australian guy before. I didn't know and just talked away when this guy, I guess, when to get a drink. Anyways, sitting on this bench and talking when he came back and just completely interrupted our conversation. I would like to think that he thought I was competition, which if funny.
Tomorrow is my last day in Sapa and really tired of people trying to sell me crap. The rice terraces were cool but when trekking these two women followed me trying to sell me their wares. They just kept chatting away and all I wanted was some peace and quiet with my trekking. I was like 'Shut up! I can't hear my own thoughts.' They got the message through some sign language that I wanted quiet.
Now what the hell am I going to do with three days in Hanoi!?
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