I just paid my rent. From Hanoi. I feel strangely energized by the power of the interwebs.
Well, my time here is nearly done. I leave for the airport in three hours and I've just finished my last minute shopping (a (fake) Rolex for the Brother-In-Law to go with his (genuine)Tag, and some pointy hats for the Shanty boys.) Not sure how I'm going to fit the hats into my suitcase, but I'll work it out. I even found my way to Rolex street without my faithful companion of the last few days, my copy of Lonely Planet: Vietnam. I guess I've become acclimated - vaguely. I know I will never again complain about riding up Alexandra parade in the mornings now that I've crossed the road in Hanoi peak hour. And I never did make it to see Ho Chi Minh, but I guess I had to leave somethings for next time.
Now all I have to do is catch up on my flist.
*shudders*
Well, my time here is nearly done. I leave for the airport in three hours and I've just finished my last minute shopping (a (fake) Rolex for the Brother-In-Law to go with his (genuine)Tag, and some pointy hats for the Shanty boys.) Not sure how I'm going to fit the hats into my suitcase, but I'll work it out. I even found my way to Rolex street without my faithful companion of the last few days, my copy of Lonely Planet: Vietnam. I guess I've become acclimated - vaguely. I know I will never again complain about riding up Alexandra parade in the mornings now that I've crossed the road in Hanoi peak hour. And I never did make it to see Ho Chi Minh, but I guess I had to leave somethings for next time.
Now all I have to do is catch up on my flist.
*shudders*