June 6. We didn’t Miss Saigon.

Forget to tell you we took an overnight train last night. This time, we arrive in Ho Chi Minh city, formerly known as Saigon, and I insist on walking a bit first, before we realize that we are lost and take a taxi to the Gecko bar, a place in the center where there would be a couchsurfing event that night. Yeon recognizes where we are and after a short walk we start to connect  with this city. We land in The Coffee Bean where we pass the whole morning having breakfast and working on our computers. When I feel like my ears are steaming like my amygdala intended to make another Latte Macchiato, I know it’s time to go. Fortunately, we have found our Cause on the map, and also have an idea where to look for accomodation.
And so we walk on to the office of Saigon Children’s Charity, not realizing that it’s a Sunday. We are surprised by heavy rain once again, but we make it. We can come back on Monday. Our sunday ends with a walk through HCMC, and we find a backstreet guesthouse with a very friendly owner. Clean sheets and a hot shower do good after so many overnight trains.

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June 6. We didn’t Miss Saigon.

Forget to tell you we took an overnight train last night. This time, we arrive in Ho Chi Minh city, formerly known as Saigon, and I insist on walking a bit first, before we realize that we are lost and take a taxi to the Gecko bar, a place in the center where there would be a couchsurfing event that night. Yeon recognizes where we are and after a short walk we start to connect  with this city. We land in The Coffee Bean where we pass the whole morning having breakfast and working on our computers. When I feel like my ears are steaming like my amygdala intended to make another Latte Macchiato, I know it’s time to go. Fortunately, we have found our Cause on the map, and also have an idea where to look for accomodation.
And so we walk on to the office of Saigon Children’s Charity, not realizing that it’s a Sunday. We are surprised by heavy rain once again, but we make it. We can come back on Monday. Our sunday ends with a walk through HCMC, and we find a backstreet guesthouse with a very friendly owner. Clean sheets and a hot shower do good after so many overnight trains.

June 5. Three lakes.

As our original motorcycle fails to start, we are offered another one and go for a ride to the waterfall with the three lakes, a famous guidebook hotspot of the area and something we just feel like doing today.

The road! I have never been a roady [often masculine, s.one who loves the road], but we have this wonderful experience on this quiet coastal highway in central Vietnam…

We take a wonderful dip in the third lake, next to a natural pool where a group of loud Vietnamese is bathing. This is our little paradise today, Adam and Eve it…

We are surprised by the rain and head back. We find shelter on the porch of the tourist information center and the drizzle has entirely stopped by the time we get back on our motorbike and swing along the same coastal highway again. Lunch is delicious. A plate of fresh crabs, sold by the kilo!

June 5. Three lakes.

As our original motorcycle fails to start, we are offered another one and go for a ride to the waterfall with the three lakes, a famous guidebook hotspot of the area and something we just feel like doing today.

The road! I have never been a roady [often masculine, s.one who loves the road], but we have this wonderful experience on this quiet coastal highway in central Vietnam…

We take a wonderful dip in the third lake, next to a natural pool where a group of loud Vietnamese is bathing. This is our little paradise today, Adam and Eve it…

We are surprised by the rain and head back. We find shelter on the porch of the tourist information center and the drizzle has entirely stopped by the time we get back on our motorbike and swing along the same coastal highway again. Lunch is delicious. A plate of fresh crabs, sold by the kilo!

June 4. Nha Trang’s godly seafood.

In Nha Trang our day starts with a coffee in a friendly bar opposite the train station. We have seen a few western tourists getting off the train here indicating that this town is indeed one of the major tourist attractions of Vietnam. We want to hang out here and take a short break. In the internet we look up a map of the town and soon realize that we can walk to where the action is. So we do, and drop our backpacks on the fourth floor of a guesthouse that also rent motorbikes. We rent a motorbike and ride it to the hospital in order to remove Yeon’s stitches. We pay about one dollar to the friendly staff in the hospital. Then we mount our moto again and continue towards the flashy cablecar connecting the mainland with a resort island. We do not take that cablecar, but decide to ride back to the beach. It starts to rain, an annoying drizzle that takes the pleasure of our ride, and we go back into town, to the sheraton. In the hotel we use the bathroom and ask the friendly clerk about good seafood restaurants. Bingo! He points it out on the map and we ride to a local restaurant tucked away in the curve of a small street.
And they do serve delicious seafood. We have a plate of shells and it is godly.

June 4. Nha Trang’s godly seafood.

In Nha Trang our day starts with a coffee in a friendly bar opposite the train station. We have seen a few western tourists getting off the train here indicating that this town is indeed one of the major tourist attractions of Vietnam. We want to hang out here and take a short break. In the internet we look up a map of the town and soon realize that we can walk to where the action is. So we do, and drop our backpacks on the fourth floor of a guesthouse that also rent motorbikes. We rent a motorbike and ride it to the hospital in order to remove Yeon’s stitches. We pay about one dollar to the friendly staff in the hospital. Then we mount our moto again and continue towards the flashy cablecar connecting the mainland with a resort island. We do not take that cablecar, but decide to ride back to the beach. It starts to rain, an annoying drizzle that takes the pleasure of our ride, and we go back into town, to the sheraton. In the hotel we use the bathroom and ask the friendly clerk about good seafood restaurants. Bingo! He points it out on the map and we ride to a local restaurant tucked away in the curve of a small street.
And they do serve delicious seafood. We have a plate of shells and it is godly.

June 3. For stories about Hue, not here.

We visit the old city of Hue. Since this is a typical torist attraction and unlikely to generate any other story that what you will find by looking for Hue, I will pragmatically change the subject.

And why not? He has been lecturing about reality and related concepts for over fifteen years now. What withheld him from jumping on Gaya’s tempting offer to travel to Africa together, have a lot of sex and use their fortune to give the poorest, most miserable creatures, the shadow creatures as he called them? He couldn’t shoot back immediately, with the precision and hostile contempt he had a decade ago.
“Do you even know what a mortgage costs these days?” leaving the conclusion of involuntary sedentariness to her. Or
“I on the other hand, do have a job.” could silence half a generation. Or

“I am not a professional”, his personal favorite.
He turned away his eyeballs and thought of all those excuses. They had lost their glory, they seemed bleak voiceless birds to him now. He turned his eyeballs the other way, peeped through the eyelashes. What if
“Okay I’ll go.” It seemed to short, to surreal. After all, he had lectured about reality and related concepts. He looked at her, she had taken a waiting position and a glass of water he had forgotten to offer her.
“Well?” she cut the silence in a gentle way, as if she wanted the shreds to be salonfähig. He sighed, obviously, and then blurted out

We board the train to Nha Trang with just enough snacks to keep us going.