(1) There are a shitload of hat shops. Within half an hour, I have seen a minimum of 20 hat shops. They all sell big, colourful sunhats and they all look the same but they're different shops and it's very confusing.
(2) I have a strange feeling that I'm not going to leave this place. The roads are insane. It's apparently super, super hard to walk across a road here and I can see why. I have never been so terrified for my life inside of a car. I have been in vietnam less than half an hour and our car has already hit someone on a motorbike... (only the window but Jesus Christ this guy was driving in the lane going the other way.)
(3) Facebook is blocked here and I've had to play that stupid identify-your-friends game because they don't believe its me and it was fun at first and then it just got boring. And now I fucking HATE people who tag others in photos when it's not them. That's a fucking shoe, you tell ME who it's meant to be.
(4) I had a really good flight. I drew faces on the puke-bags and made the perfect paper pellet which I chucked across the plane at my dad to get his attention because I wanted his puke-bag too. It was the first time I'd ever wished for a kid behind me so I could've slowly slid angry-puke-bag over the seat and scared the crap out of them.
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