A decision has been made!
And really, folks, that warrants an exclamation mark.
I've decided not to go to Hanoi. It would have been too rushed, with more time spent in transit than actually enjoying the country-side, and while I think costs would have evened out in the end, it still seemed a little daunting.
My new plan - I'm just so excited to have a plan - is to go on a two-day tour of the Mekong. Tomorrow. I have already booked myself in, which means that at 7.30 tomorrow morning I am getting on a bus, and then driving a few hours, transferring to a boat, and cruising down the Delta. I really didn't realise the significance of not owning a watch whilst travelling - I've done pretty well so far - until I realised that I would have to be up at a certain time. Oy. I bought a red plastic alarm clock from a woman in the street after all the watches that people tried to hawk to me turned out not to have alarms. I have no idea how to work it, and so I think I'll be spending a bit of time tonight trying to figure that out. My hotel doesn't have phones in the room - it's US$7 a night - so I might so and ask if someone can come and bash on my door at six-thirty.
When I get back, I think I'll spend a few days exploring the city, then take a bus up to Hoi An and stay there for a few days; take a connecting bus to Da Lat and spend another few days there; then spend my last days in Saigon alternately touristing, wandering the streets and going on day-trips. Whaddya think?
In other news, I think I have acclimatised to some degree, although I am constantly covered in sweat. It's only the low thirties here but the humidity makes the heat like a film, which clings to you where-ever you go. I don't really feel hot but get back to my room and find myself gleaming. Still, it's something I'll think of fondly in the depths of my next Melbourne winter.
Having proclaimed my decision-making prowess in the header, I now ask your help in making yet another decision. Do I pay for the night I'll be away and store my big back-pack at the hotel, thus relieving myself of about 12 kilos and guaranteeing a room when I get back and just want to sleep; or do I pocket the US$7 and lug my bag around? I'm currently in favour of leaving the bag and taking my day-pack, but am a bit uneasy about being separated from all my wordly possessions for more than a few hours. It's a tough one.
I suppose I'll be out of contact for the next few days. I wish I could upload photos here - I guess I'll have to settle for taking heaps and showing them to people. You know, in the real world.
Ah, the real world. So far away.
I've decided not to go to Hanoi. It would have been too rushed, with more time spent in transit than actually enjoying the country-side, and while I think costs would have evened out in the end, it still seemed a little daunting.
My new plan - I'm just so excited to have a plan - is to go on a two-day tour of the Mekong. Tomorrow. I have already booked myself in, which means that at 7.30 tomorrow morning I am getting on a bus, and then driving a few hours, transferring to a boat, and cruising down the Delta. I really didn't realise the significance of not owning a watch whilst travelling - I've done pretty well so far - until I realised that I would have to be up at a certain time. Oy. I bought a red plastic alarm clock from a woman in the street after all the watches that people tried to hawk to me turned out not to have alarms. I have no idea how to work it, and so I think I'll be spending a bit of time tonight trying to figure that out. My hotel doesn't have phones in the room - it's US$7 a night - so I might so and ask if someone can come and bash on my door at six-thirty.
When I get back, I think I'll spend a few days exploring the city, then take a bus up to Hoi An and stay there for a few days; take a connecting bus to Da Lat and spend another few days there; then spend my last days in Saigon alternately touristing, wandering the streets and going on day-trips. Whaddya think?
In other news, I think I have acclimatised to some degree, although I am constantly covered in sweat. It's only the low thirties here but the humidity makes the heat like a film, which clings to you where-ever you go. I don't really feel hot but get back to my room and find myself gleaming. Still, it's something I'll think of fondly in the depths of my next Melbourne winter.
Having proclaimed my decision-making prowess in the header, I now ask your help in making yet another decision. Do I pay for the night I'll be away and store my big back-pack at the hotel, thus relieving myself of about 12 kilos and guaranteeing a room when I get back and just want to sleep; or do I pocket the US$7 and lug my bag around? I'm currently in favour of leaving the bag and taking my day-pack, but am a bit uneasy about being separated from all my wordly possessions for more than a few hours. It's a tough one.
I suppose I'll be out of contact for the next few days. I wish I could upload photos here - I guess I'll have to settle for taking heaps and showing them to people. You know, in the real world.
Ah, the real world. So far away.
posted by Jess at 2:00 AM
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