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Published: July 14th 2010
Lovely
My hostel in Hanoi has a swastika over the door. For some reason.'Nam, Part Two
This one's mostly just some more pics that for one reason or another fell through the cracks in the previous entry. Is it just me or is my trusty camera phone getting a bit poo? Everything seems overexposed and a little fuzzy round the edges.
Also, yet another stab at getting those video clips from way back in Bangkok to work; travelblog.org can be a bit crap that way. You get what you pay for, I suppose.
So anyway.
The sleeper train from Hanoi to the Chinese border town of Lao Cai was everything the sleeper bus to Hanoi was not: perfectly comfortable bunks and even a bar on board (with rat service, apparently; see pic). It’s almost like God was trying to somehow make amends for the ride to Hanoi.
The bar was put to good use by the drunken Pole (bit of a pleonasm, I know) in the next cabin. I ran into him again the next morning in the minivan to Sapa, still merry. He’d half dozed off when we got to Sapa and people were trying to get off. “Sorry, I was just sleepy.” Yeah mate, sleepy as a
Tintin
Speaking of swastikas, apparently Hergé was little bit naughty politically newt.
China next, my little egg foo yongs. Stay tuned.
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