After a somewhat sleepless homestay night in a Lao village, pushing our bus up a monsoon muddy hill, and waiting an hour at the border crossing, we're in Vietnam! The mountainous scenery has been cool, but that's the most exciting thing to report. We've spent about 10 hours riding on a cramped bus today. Our lunch stop was a bit funky, and my fried noodles for dinner were really ramen noodles. I'm still awaiting my first authentic bowl of Pho.
Actually, the bus ride was rather exciting. In a fear for your own life as well as the lives of all scooter drivers and bike riders on the road kind of way. We thought the traffic in Bali was insane, but out here, multiply the size of vehicles by three and the vehicle speed by three. Molly closed her bus curtain to avoid looking at the near misses. But everyone honks at everyone as they pass within inches and cut them off. Honking seems to be so ingrained in the drivers psyches that some have gotten especially loud and multi-pitched air horns. You can't avoid hearing how close they are nor feeling the bus shake in the wake of the traffic. The scooter riders are left to fend for themselves.
Tomorrow, we head up to Halong Bay for an overnight ride in a Junk Boat. We're hoping it's a bit more calm...
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let us know if we should send some helmets :-)
totally love you guys and loving reading your adventure!
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