Day 80. My trip is about to come to an end. After more than two months in Vietnam, I got really accustomed to the vibe, the people, the food, the traffic, the dirt and the noise and I’m really afraid to get a reverse culture shock when I get back to Europe. But everything has to come to an end I guess, right?
Day 58. When I was in Dalat, a guy I met told me about a national park, located in the middle of the town and Saigon. It was called Cat Tien and I’ve never heard about it. When I returned to Saigon I kept thinking about it and thought I might just give it a try. Read more
Day 36. Hội An. The trading port city in the center of the country, most known for its picturesque old town covered in handcrafted lanterns and also for the numerous tailors that follow their profession here. I was really looking forward to arriving here when I first heard about the place and saw some pictures.
Day 23. I was stuck at the hostel in Ninh Binh for three days because there was a typhoon that had hit northern Vietnam a few days ago. It was terrible, and so was my journey there.
Day 20. This was definitely one of the most depressing days of my whole trip in Vietnam.
Why Vietnam you might ask? And why only one country for so long? And why alone? And how can you afford it? Ok first things first: