What I learned in six months was that Vietnam for me was a place of contrasts. Like everywhere, you had some a-holes whilst the majority was really friendly. I might have said this before but for me the rural areas without other tourists made the Vietnam. Like anywhere else, money has ruined the morality and the forthrightness of many Vietnamese people in the touristic places and cities. Nha Trang being the worst case example of what mass tourism does to the native people. Don't get me wrong, I know I'm part of the problem as a tourist. I'm not gonna name any specific nationality but for example in Nha Trang you couldn't even get a smile from the Vietnamese waitresses because the crap they have to swallow from the tourists from one country have killed their souls. And god damn that I tried to get a smile for being extra friendly but it was useless. If you never get a thank you for your service you just end up giving a shit and that's what has happened in Nha Trang but also in few other places.
Then again, I managed to meet some of the friendliest people I have ever met. Once again special thanks to Kha, Chau, Wind and Dung who made my stay at Wolfpack Hostel unforgettable, amazing experience and a backpackers dream. There's many more I should name but they know who I mean.
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The Wolfpack-team! |
Before this my entry gets too political and serious I shall change the subject. So what did I do during the rest of my stay in Vietnam? I played guitar and bass. Yes! I found a place in Da Lat where I played for the last month or so almost every night. Thanks to Reyman and Curtis who made it possible. It was a blast and most importantly I noticed that I can still play. Way too many and too long guitar solos =)
The last day in Vietnam with Reyman and the drummer was also unforgettable. The hangover we (I) managed to get after the last show at Escape Bar was washed away with a hot pot and a bottle of vodka and a even bigger bottle of happy water aka moonshine =) Good times!
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Check out my bass face. Reyman on the right. |
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Curtis playing some harmonica next to me. |
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There's the ancient fight between cat and dog on this plate. Dog wins by the length of his snout! Barkmeoww! |
Last but not least, thanks to Sprocket Rocket, my 100cc "Honda Win" with whom I shared the best and the worst moments in Vietnam. I'm happy to tell you that he is in a good home now. Kha bought it from me to give it to his parents. Couldn't be happier how I came to an end with my bike.
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This picture is taken on our last day together. I will miss you Sprocket Rocket. |
Thank you Vietnam! I shall be back someday. Tam Biet!
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