Brief update this morning. I’m alive. I ended up driving for about 7 hours instead of the 2 that were originally planned. I got to the city I planned to stop at and decided it was a ‘blink or you’ll miss it’ type of place…and that the only sensible thing was to go 4 hours further to the place I was going to be driving to today. …and that place is awesome. My hotel however, sucks. I’m at a random cafe right now trying to find a new hotel to move to for at least another day. I got in around 6:30 last night, so I may stay for just today, or maybe stay for two days. Other than the beach, I’m not sure if there is anything to do or see here, and I’m okay with that.
Lastly, there are no words to describe how your ass feels after 7 hours on the back of a scooter/motorbike.
The following two things were terrorizing the streets of Vietnam yesterday. Also – it turns out that those surgical masks are great for keeping the silly amount of smog and diesel fumes out of your system.