Since the next morning we were supposed to start at 6 a.m. the couple went to sleep and I went for some reading back in my room. Next morning I woke up on time, once again, packed my stuff and took some breakfast and moved along. Our guide took us to the floating village, then another one gave us some time to walk around and then we took a bit, slow, comfortable boat to another city, that name I just cannot recall. From there we took `a bus from hell` to Chan Tho [that might be the name of the place, not sure, though]. It was an extreme trip, where driver was overpassing everyone and everything, beeping with the horn all the time, taking impossible turns and so on. I am pretty sure that you have to experience the Vietnamese traffic in order to understand how it really is. For comparison – comparing Vietnamese, Turks are very organized in the roads and are following the rules perfectly.
The bus took us to the hotel, next to the market , better known as the paradise for mechanics and I was just like a white bear, escaped from the zoo, once again. Well, again, anyways. I left my stuff in my room and went for a walk without a direction, or without a map for that matter. and then it was the time I realized something. Some strange pain went through my veins, following the blood cells. And it was there and then that I realized – we are never not alone, even when we are with people. And I don’t know if I ever get over this, but I’ll survive. Because I have a safety net.
Off topic: how does it feel, when a complete strange is fulfilling your promise? Your promise, given to me? I do not care actually, anymore. It only made me smile. I’m getting what I wanted but you will never get my trust back. And let’s call out deal off, shall we? Although that may be not necessary. If you failed to keep that promise, why should I believe you would keep this one?
I have walked around the city on my own when, since I couldn’t find a map or anything useful for directions, walking to the hotel seemed as the best option. And here, just at the entrance, I met this French/Cambodian couple and we went for a walk together. Our walking end up being their shopping. They bought strange baked-whatever bananas, some corn, more fruits that I had no idea how they were called or tasted like. They shared it all with me and since it was kind of impolite to refuse the offer, I took it all. After the walk we decided that it is time to go for a dinner and of course, they had to choose the expensive place. But oh well, for once, you can do a more fancy stuff than street kitchen, right?
So we sat there, enjoyed our meals, beers and conversation and finally separated to our rooms. I fell asleep surprisingly fast and deep that when I got a roommate it was hard to keep a conversation with my brains still sleeping.
Through Mekong Delta. The End
We met more decently the next morning and took the same tour to the floating market. It was impressing, I have to say. Especially when they took us to this small boat that I was sure with my luck is going to sink. It didn’t, though. But it was quite an experience still. the boat and the floating market.
They dropped us off a little early, so we went for a walk in the city. There is nothing in there, seriously. Even no people during the day. We went to some sort of amusement park. Dead amusement park, I may add. Then we went for lunch and for the first time in my trip I got something that might be called a Vietnamese kebab. It was awesome and it was cheap.
We took the bus to the Ho Chi Minh City, better for some probably known as Saigon. I managed to find my place with no problem. Well, ok, I got lost in my street, but then some guy escorted me to the place I was looking for. I got a dorm room with breakfast, with laundry service, that actually ruined half of my clothes and free internet in a good spot and only for 7$ per night. I dropped my things, took a shower and went for the walk. Backpackers district looks just like a Khao San Road in Bangkok. So, I sat for a dinner and later for a beer and some Shantaram. I finished it that night and now it seems that something is missing. I’ll get over it though.
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