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  • Hari 87

    Day 87

    2 Mei, Laos ⋅ ☀️ 35 °C

    Muang Ngoy > Nong Khiaw

    I grabbed another pancake for breakfast, and quickly packed my bags up whilst saying goodbye to the dog from yesterday and her friends. Afterwards, I buy a ticket for the boat to Nong Khiaw which "left at 9". It seems in Laos things are very much more relaxed when it comes to schedule - or atleast the boats are. A group of us wait on the steps before boarding the same boat I had gotten off yesterday. As our captain was about to push us off from the shore the boat next to us shouted at him, warning him of the snake sneaking up on him from behind. With quick reactions he turns around to scare it and throw a rock at it too. With in only 12 hours I had now seen a scorpion and a snake!

    We cruise along the Nam Ou for only a short while and I grabbed myself one of the nice seats so I was cruising in comfort. When we arrive my first mission was to find somewhere to stay as everywhere online seemed to be super inflated and the 1 hostel seemed terrible. It didn't take long before I found a private room for only $7. I went without AC as I did fine last night without it so I may aswell save some money. After grabbing some cash from the ATM and feeling rich (the biggest note is the equivalent of $5 so you get given alot of notes) I found a place on the river for some lunch and a very interesting tasting papaya smoothie.

    After looking into some of the hikes in the area, I decided to go for one of the medium length ones known as "Sleeping Lady" for reasons I couldn't explain. After paying for the entry I found a bamboo stick as my walking pole and made my way. The first viewpoint was about 15 minutes up and gave a small view over the town, and I rested for a bit whilst hanging up my sun hoodie for a bit to dry. Using old cables nailed to the trees and some shoddy bamboo hand rails, I made my way to the top of the 2nd viewpoint covered in sweat. There was another little shack at the top so I sat in the shade and drive my hoodie off for a while whilst giving my mum a quick call before she went to work. Because of burning season, the visibility wasn't that great as was very smoggy in the air but it was still nice regardless.

    On the way down I actually ended up slipping a couples times as the dirt was so dry and fine, and my shoes were so destroyed that I had no grip. Unfortunately, I had also put too much pressure on my precious trekking pole and it ended up splitting at the ends and cutting my hand. I still felt committed to bringing it back down so I carried it down the rest of the way with my butt covered in dirt and my hand sore, then laid it to rest in a tree at the bottom.

    Michelle and Elisa (from the Ha Giang Loop) had now arrived from Luang Prabang so I joined them for some lunch where I had my 2nd smoothie of the day (this time mixed) and some sticky mango rice. It seemed that Laos was quite similar to Thailand which meant that the smoothies were good again (Vietnam's weren't the best) and they had sticky mango rice which I had missed so dearly. I had heard that you could Kayak from Nong Khiaw to Luang Prabang online so we discussed that for a while as Michelle and I were interested in doing that instead of taking a bus as it sounded much more fun. That's when a couple of Danish dudes called Kasper and Rasmus overheard us and said they'd be interested in doing that too. I ended up messaging the company and going over to their office to get some more information about prices as well as what the difference between 2 and 3 days were. With some good information, and even better prices we said we'd discuss it with the other 2 and let them know what we would do.

    By now, it was almost sunset and there was a small viewpoint that wasn't far that was meant to be good for sunset. Elisa had already gotten a headstand whilst Michelle and I had been asking about the kayaking but right after we had paid and set off the wind had picked up and thunder bellowed in the distance letting us know that it was gonna piss it down from the heavens any time up. Hoping to make it up to the shelter at the top before it started pouring down, we sped up. Unfortunately we didn't make it to the top, but fortunately there was shelter at the halfway point where a small group of us hid from the sudden downpour. Eventually, Elisa made her way down from the top, absolutely drenched and came under the shelter again. There was a hammock which happened the be the least comfortable thing in the world, being nothing but a thin net but I made it work as I really wanted to lie down.

    Soon after, the rain cleared and Michelle, Robert (a Scotsman who came up at the same time as us) and I made our way the rest of the way to the top and enjoyed a nice view. The rain seemed to have cleared a little bit of the smog in the air and the clouds passing brightened up the sky a little, but the sun had definitely disappeared. After chilling for a bit, and waving the Laos flag about, we realised we spent a bit too long at the top and it was starting to get dark so we made our way down and met back up with Elisa and a nice American dude who waited with her called either Ryan or James (I can't remember) from Boston.

    With my head torch now on, we made it the rest of the way down and decided to head to a restaurant that James/Ryan recommended. They said the smoothies were really good so I grabbed my 3rd smoothie of the day (which was incredible) and some noodles (which were also amazing). Service was a bit slow as the lady cooked 1 meal at a time but she was lovely and the wait was definitely worth it for the food. After a while, we paid and let the lady close up then I headed back for a shower and to sleep.
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  • Hari 86

    Day 86

    1 Mei, Laos ⋅ ☀️ 38 °C

    Muang Khua > Muang Ngoy

    After my first breakfast in Laos (which I'm somewhat ashamed to say was a banana pancake) I packed my bags and headed 1 minute down the road to the dock for 9.15 as I was told the boat left at 9.30. My aim was to go all the way down to Nong Khiaw but they could only give me a ticket to Muang Ngoy and I could see if there was another boat from there. In total, it was only me and 2 other guys - who were both tourists - and we had all been told different times.

    Eventually though, about an hour later than I thought, we hopped on the boat. Then, after another 15 minutes, so did our driver. We pushed off of the jetty and waved goodbye to the group of kids who were swimming, jumping off our boat, and washing their clothes in to the river. I think I'm starting to learn that in Laos, schedules are a bit more relaxed and you should never be in a rush to get anywhere (which is true in all of South East Asia to be fair). We floated down the Nam Ou River at a decent pace and for the most part it was pretty relaxing (if you ignore the deafening roar of the engine only a few meters from us). I was wearing my ear plugs but still, it was pretty loud.

    For most the journey it was just us, but we ended up picking up people along the way, until there was about 15 of us. I spent the whole journey writing blog posts so I kept myself occupied but I could have easily sat and enjoyed the views. When we passed villages there were small ramps of mud that constituted a pier and all the kids would wave as we went by. Unfortunately, due to the Chinese's love of building dams in other countries, we had to hop off to go around. We waited for a while at a little stop before hopping in the back of a raggity truck to the other side of the huge dam. We helped the only local left with us with her heavy sacks of who knows what carry them down the hill onto our new boat then we set off again down the Nam Ou.

    This last section was really scenic as we got some great views of cliffs and mountains along the river. When we arrived in Muang Ngoy I decided I would stay the night and get the boat tomorrow (which I don't think I had a choice about anyways). Without having to make any effort a lady greeted us at the docks and said that she had a room for only the equivalent of $5. This was good news as everything on Booking.com seemed super expensive so maybe I just have to wait until I arrive somewhere before booking online in Laos?

    The rooms were okay, they quickly cleaned them before we checked in but there were quite a lot of geckos and ants chilling about. First things first, I changed into my LIDL shorts and went for a swim in the river, swimming over to the other shore, having to fight the current. The other side was nice but had alot of trash and broken glass from what seemed like a big party so I thought I should stay on the side of caution and get back in the river to avoid any potential gashes.

    After that, Paul (a French man) and I went on a hike together towards a cave and a viewpoint for sunset. As we made our way, an adorable dog decided to be our guide for the day and led the way. We paid our entry and made our way up the mix of trail and bamboo ladders to the cave, occasionally having to lift our new friend above the harder bits as she seemed to get a bit confused. The cave was pretty nice, it was somewhat lit and at the end there was a little shrine which is always cool. The highlights were definitely the tree roots that were hanging from the ceiling like large bundles of ropes, making their way through the ground and into a cave - pretty cool. Also, seeing bats flying and being able to hear nothing but their wings flying, no squeaking or anything, felt pretty rare.

    Still with our trusty friend by our side, we went to to end of the trail to the viewpoint which overlooked the whole of the town, as well as the mountains and river. Due to burning season still being a thing in Laos, the sun had disappeared behind a layer of smog in the air and there was definitely a thick haze floating about but the view was nonetheless really nice. I think the dog was quite thirsty as she was panting quite alot so I got a water bottle and cupped my hand and allowed her to drink as much water as she wanted. It turned out to be a whole small bottle which I'm glad as it seemed she really needed it. Pietro (an Italian) ended up joining us, and Paul went back down with the dog so I ended up wandering back down with Pietro after we had chilled for a while.

    For some reason Laos was hotter than Vietnam was, and it was sitting just under 40° even at sunset. I think the smog helped it feel cooler as you never had the sun directly on you but any amount of trekking (especially in my full hoodie outfit) was a pretty hot endeavour. I walked around the town for a little bit, getting a feel for the place. Half of the main street was either restaurants or places that offered trekking, fishing, kayaking, or tubing but there was also a few shops, a weiving place, and even a couple massage places. I met Pietro up for dinner at a place close by and we stumbled upon Paul too. I ended up having a Lao dish called laap which was fish and vegetables and was really nice but quite spicy. I also had some vegetables spring rolls and a Lao beer called BeerLao (great marketing in my opinion). We all talked for a few hours and we heard about alot of interesting travel stories from Paul who had been travelling for 2 decades.

    After that, I thought it was time to shower and head to sleep but all of a sudden I got a knock at my door. Opening it, I got a simple question from Paul "Do you wanna see a Scorpion in my bathroom". Not sure if I did, I reluctantly went in with Paul and Pietro and he shows us a small (but maybe still deadly? Who would even know?) scorpion chilling on the back of his door. And I was complaining about all of the ants forming a colony on my floor! Now being too scared to look at anything in my room too closely, I showered and headed to bed in my very hot room with nothing but a fan to cool me down.
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  • Hari 85

    Day 85

    30 April, Laos ⋅ ⛅ 36 °C

    Vietnam > Laos

    Unsure what was happening, eventually someone told us that we needed to change bus. This was what I expected at this was meant to be the "good" part of the journey and now we had to go on a local bus. We went to get our luggage from under the bus which I wasn't sure if mine had even made it on board as we were told to get on the bus before they had figured out how to fit our bags in around the whole motorbike stuffed underneath.

    Luckily, mine was all there and we threw our stuff onto the local bus where it was only us as tourists left. This meant that it was actually fairly comfortable as we all had space to exist. That being said it was still early hours in the morning and we weren't going straight on with our journey as we assumedly had more people to pick up before going across the border. We drove around the town a little bit, only picking up packages before arriving at a bus station around 4.30am. In my head, I had heard someone say that the bus leaves Dien Bien around 5.30am so I didn't think we had too long to wait. We helped our driver strap our bags to the roof which didn't bode well for the amount of passengers due to get on, then we sat outside for a while. About 30 minutes later we asked our driver how long it would be and he said 7am which was much longer than my 5.30 estimate.

    We all headed inside, and as a little group of 5 we sat round a table in the restaurant and played a few games of Uno to pass the time. I ended up getting a drink and a bowl of Pho for breakfast which ended up being my actual last meal of Vietnam and also happened to be the blandest. Eventually the sun rose and we watched a bright ball of fiery red appear above the horizon. I knew I didn't have a long journey after the border but felt terrible for the people who were not even halfway. We ended up leaving about 30 minutes early and headed to the border with a still relatively empty bus - much more comfortable than the sleeper.

    We had to get off to be stamped out of Vietnam - luckily they allowed me to exchange my Dong into Kip which was super useful. We then had to hop back on for another kilometer or 2 before being stamped into Laos. I heard that this could sometimes take ages with no one being about but we must have been lucky. We did have to fill out an entry form (which the guy proceeded to not look at in the slightest) before being stamped in but it was pretty easy. Back on the bus now and we head towards Muang Khua, picking up people on the way. I was super tired so kept falling in and out of sleep but eventually the call for Muang Khua was made and I hopped off, wishing those with another day of travelling good luck.

    I had no signal but I had learnt my lesson and downloaded the map, as well as Lao on Google Translate. I didn't know if I was going to be able to get a boat today but I walked along the main road towards where the boat would be. Luckily, on the way was a phone shop where for £10 I was able to get a SIM with 70GB of data for a month. A bit overkill for my 2 weeks but it wasn't much to pay and makes me feel better about being solo. I asked what time the boat was and they pointed me towards the dock so I made my way. I was told 9.30am tomorrow morning which I didn't mind so walked to the only accommodation I could find on Booking.com and checked into a room.

    It was only 11am but first things first is I needed a shower and to brush my teeth. After that was taken care of, I laid in bed for a while before gathering the energy to head out. I gave my brand new sun hoodie a spin and went to find some Iunch. The place opposite was apparently closed so I thought I'd walk to the other end of town to get a feel for the place. This was definitely a local place with not alot of tourists so I got some funny looks, but with some basic Lao (hello and thankyou) learnt, I found a restaurant that seemed open. I asked if they had food and after a long drawn out conversation on Google Translate where they said they didn't have foreign food and didn't have a menu, I eventually got her to recommend me some stir fry rice and I obliged.

    After enjoying my meal, I paid and headed back to the hotel. The Laos currency is strange because their biggest note is 100,000 (less than £4) which I think is because they suffer from such high inflation. I think because of this they've had to print alot more 100,000 notes which means that I have 2 different kinds that don't look similar or even the same colour or size - which makes it pretty confusing. Once I made it back, I pretty much instantly fell asleep even though it was only late afternoon.

    P.S. Uploading 5 posts in 1 day is definitely a personal record, for the first time in ages I'm fully caught up!
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  • Hari 84

    Day 84

    29 April, Vietnam ⋅ ⛅ 37 °C

    Sapa > Dien Bien

    Today was my last (full) day in Vietnam! I had very much enjoyed my time here but honestly, I'm excited to experience a new country and I know that it's soon time to go home. But for today, I didn't have much to do before my bus this evening so I had a lie in, checked out, and headed to a restaurant for brunch. I ended up staying for a few hours and ordering a banh mi, a pancake, and a couple smoothies (which both sucked). Eventually I knew I should do some stuff before leaving so paid my hefty bill and headed out.

    As Sapa is known for its trekking, it has a plethora of trekking & outdoor shops, with lots of fake clothes. I was still on the search for a sun hoodie, as well as any other clothing that caught my fancy. The first shop I went into had a beautiful Patagonia T-shirt that I immediately wanted but was a bit more expensive than the others I had seen in other shops. Not wanting to commit straight away, I went in every other outdoor shop I could see on the way. Honestly, everything sucked. All the Patagonia T-shirts that they had, sucked. I decided on one last shop before I went back to the first shop. And that's where I spotted it, a beautiful sun hoodie that was both thin, and not plastered in terrible logos. I tried it on, and they had my size and a nice light grey, so for less than £5 I snapped it up. Back to the first shop now, I wanted the T-shirt in a nice light blue but they didn't have the size I needed so I settled for a light brown which isn't my normal colour but I went for it anyways.

    Even though I wasn't hungry, I went to a restaurant for my last meal in Vietnam as I knew the bus was long and there was no guarantee that we would stop for food. I went for some vegetables and pork with rice, as well as some fried chicken spring rolls. It was tasty but honestly way too much food as I was FULL afterwards, and now I had to waddle half way across town to catch a bus. The time said 18.20 and I wanted to be there 30 minutes before but I ended up being there with only 15 minutes to spare. Luckily though that didn't matter as no one was to be seen. The address was for the hotel next to the booking office which was quite confusing, but at the booking office, there was no one atall. A couple people said that they had messaged the company and they said 7pm which made sense as when I went to book the bus there were 2 times of 6.20 and 7.00 so I was fully expecting them to be the same bus. Eventually, more people were showing up, confusingly with different times given to them, but I wasn't alone at the very least. Most people were heading to Luang Prabang which was over 24 hours so I didn't envy them but we would be on the same bus anyways. Eventually some guy showed up who apparently didn't work there according to one of the girls waiting but after that, someone who actually worked there showed up and started asking to see tickets as well as proof we had our Laos VISAs.

    In our long wait I had gotten chatting to the others, and one of the couples were from Kent, with the girl having gone to Highworth in Ashford, in the same year as my sister. She didn't know my sister but apparently had over 20 mutual friends on Facebook. Very odd. Also the boyfriend was also called Sam and they now lived in Hythe. When the bus arrived, this is where the fun either started or stopped depending who you were. The bus was absolutely packed and was the most basic sleeper bus. I think they reserved the "best" seats for us but they definitely weren't good. There were 4 different places you could be. The first was definitely the best which was a single seat down one side of the bus. Narrow but you had a seat to yourself. The next best was the double seats on the other side. Pretty good if it was a couple but some had families all in these 2 little seats. The worst by far was the floor between the seats. As more people piled on, they had the share the same small floor space as the rest. Then there's the back, where I was. It was a 5 wide reclined seat like cushioning but with absolutely no divider. This meant 5 of us (all tourists luckily as locals weren't known for their respect of personal space) were lined up like sardines with not enough headroom to sit up straight. It wasn't good by any means but we atleast had room to lie down and maybe a couple centimeters between us. Some of the other tourists were complaining but they were definitely winning having their own seats to themselves - especially compared to the people on the floor.

    As we went along, more people kept getting on which was absolutely insane. The very small amount of room the floor people had was getting smaller and smaller and I was worried they'd try and get a 6th person in the back with us. Luckily, that wasn't the case. At our first proper stop, as we were leaving I had noticed that the reason for our stop was the pile of vomit that was on the floor near the front. After going to piss in a bush as some of the locals seemed to be annoyed at me for trying to use the actual toilet, we got back on and climbed over the people who were laying right were the vomit was 5 minutes ago. With nothing but Pikachu Oreos, my earphones, and a blanket as a pillow we kept going. I forgot to mention that in this little slot we had found ourselves in, the AC barely worked which made it pretty hot and sweaty. Especially being so close to the people either side of me, I could feel the heat from the dude to my let's armpits whenever he lifted his arms. Eventually we all kind of turned on our sides into the weirdest 5 way spoon of strangers and I managed to get a little bit of sleep.

    We arrived in Dien Bien sometime in the early hours of the morning and every local got off. Not sure if we were staying on the bus or leaving, we all claimed a seat to ourselves which compared to the sardine hot box we were in, felt like luxury. Unsure what was to happen next we sat tight. To be continued...
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  • Hari 83

    Day 83

    28 April, Vietnam ⋅ ☀️ 30 °C

    Big Hike

    Even if I couldn't do Fansipan without paying, I knew I wanted to do a big hike that went through some local villages as well as up some mountains. Luckily, AllTrails seemed to have exactly what I wanted. 2 separate hikes, 1 that went out to a neighbouring village called Ta Van, and one that came back on the other side of the valley. I could combine these for a fairly big single day hike.

    The first half was quite relaxed, it was about 11km in total, mostly downhill to drop into the valley with a little bit of elevation towards the end. It was nice and sunny and I got some gorgeous views of the rice fields as I passed through the "Black H'mong" villages, seeing lots of livestock too. Unfortunately some people did try and sell me stuff, though they were mainly kids and you're not supposed to buy anything from them as it encourages them to drop out of school.

    There were a couple bigger villages too, Lao Chai and Ta Van which were both towards the end. These evidently were super touristy too as the vibe was super different from the other ones I had passed through. I grabbed a smoothie at Lao Cai before heading over to Ta Van for some lunch. I ordered a Banh Mi, but to my surprise I got an even smaller portion of chips than I did yesterday, and it was in "normal" square slices of bread instead of the classic baguette. I knew the 2nd half would take a bit longer as it had some more elevation out of the valley, and it was getting to the hottest part of the day so I didn't stay long.

    After foolishly trying to take a shortcut and ending up having to sneak through a farm in order to get back on the main track, I found myself sweating and breathing heavy as I tried to push my way up the valley. Luckily, once I had actually gotten onto the path, it was fairly linear and I didn't have to think much, which caused me to apparently miss the route I was meant to follow and end up a bit further down the road than I was meant to. But hey, I'm never one to complain about extra kilometers as all that meant was more adventure.

    I had noticed that the route on AllTrails went around a mountain but there was a perfectly good trail that went directly towards Sapa with only 500m more elevation, plus I'd get to summit a mountain which would be quite cool. I stopped at a homestay on the way to get some more drinks as I was getting low on water then kept powering on. The trail up the mountain was actually pretty good, although there were alot of diverging paths but I assume they all went the same way so I wasn't too worried. Plus, I had my GPS to keep me on route. As I climbed further up, I got an even better view on the whole valley below which was nice. I passed some locals, and some horses and before I knew it I was on the summit of Mount Ham Rong. Well, maybe. As there wasn't a summit marked and the path went straight up and over, I bushwacked to the summit as per my GPS and called it mission complete.

    I could see Sapa for most of the descent and knew I had a while left of sunlight so I wasn't in a big rush on the way down, so I took it fairly slow, watching the sunset behind Fansipan. As I made my way down, it passed through a little tourist attraction where there were some nice statues, gardens, and walkways. Plus, to cement the fact that Sapa felt like a D tier Disney, there was even a knock off Mickey Mouse statue. As I made my back into town, I had completed my 20 something kilometer hike with 1300 something meters of elevation - all to avoid a less than 3 pounds entry fee into the Ham Rong Park thingy right at the end. I knew I was a cheapskate but I didn't know by this much.

    I was now perfectly hyped to go to the Alps in just over a month, and perfectly craving an ice crea, some cookies, and a drink, so I went to a shop and splurged before eating till my heart was content.

    Unfortunately, as my homestay was full tonight, I had to move for a 3rd time in 4 nights in Sapa to another homestay on the other side of town. Luckily though this was the last time as I had booked my bus ticket to Laos for tomorrow evening. After checking in and showering, I went to a restaurant across the street and enjoyed a much wanted final dinner in Vietnam.
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  • Hari 82

    Day 82

    27 April, Vietnam ⋅ ☀️ 29 °C

    Sapa & Valley Hike

    Michelle was leaving today so we wanted to do a small hike in the morning as Sapa was known for its trekking. For the first time in almost 2 weeks I didn't have to pack up and check out which was a nice change of pace. On the way to our meeting point, I went to a bakery and grabbed a mystery bun as well as a chocolate doughnut. One thing I've learnt about bakeries in Asia is nomatter how good something looks, its always mid at best. The mystery bun that the person said was chicken turned out to be bright purple on the inside, yellow on the outside, and green on the edges. Whatever it was, it sucked and I had no more than 2 bites before I stuffed it back in my bag never to be seen again. The doughnut was as expected, bleh.

    After battling with the AllTrails app to get the trail to stay (I eventually would realise I was using it wrong the next day) we managed to find the start of the track. It was pretty well defined so we didn't really need the map but I've fell victim before to following a well marked trail and going the complete wrong way so I checked on it every now and again. It was only 9km so shouldn't take that long so we weren't in a rush. The first half descended into the valley, giving nice green views of the rice fields, mountains, and small villages. I managed to slip over and stopped myself from stacking it with my hand. Unfortunately though, the months of wrist pain had come back after not having any issues with it for my whole time in Asia.

    On our way back up, we stopped at a café for a smoothie, which unfortunately tasted more like milk than mango but was much needed in the heat. The way back wasn't as scenic and took us up a road most the way into Sapa but eventually we got back just in time for lunch. On the way, we encountered a local lady who wanted us to go trekking with her. When we said no, she said we should buy something from her as we weren't going to trek with her. Unfortunately, this is pretty common in Sapa and its hard to walk anywhere without the people harassing you for trekking and shopping. This lady was a little bit different though as she decided to follow us until we brought something from her, literally saying "if you buy something I stop following". Even when we sped up, she would run to catchup. Eventually, I spat out all of the Vietnamese phrases that I had learnt and she stopped following us. This was meant to be pretty common in Sapa which is why alot of people stayed in the villages outside of Sapa instead, and sadly was why I didn't really like Sapa too much.

    We went to a restaurant for lunch, and I grabbed a chicken burger and chips where I got maybe the smallest serving of fries I've ever seen, as well as the driest piece of chicken. Depsite that, a bit of strange Asian ketchup and it was pretty good. Apparently, being Belgian, Michelle said that the Belgians make the best fries in the world and if I ever went I needed to try them.

    I said goodbye to Michelle, hopefully to see her again in Laos, before heading back to my homestay for a bit. I decided I'd spend the rest of the day walking around Sapa to get a feel for it. Dodging countless motorbike, trekking, and shopping requests, I walked around the lake for a bit. There was a small supermarket nearby so I grabbed a drink and a snack then sat by the lake for a while, whilst what seemed to be a parade went on by.

    With the amount of bottled water I had been drinking, I (embarrassingly) wanted to do a taste test of water from the major companies (Coca Cola, Pepsi, and Nestlé) to see if I could taste a difference and if I had a favourite. Before I could buy all the water I wanted, I ran into a couple French girls from my homestay and they invited me to eat some dinner with them. Not having anything better to do than to taste test water, I joined them to a vegan restaurant where I tried a mixed rice dish, with vegetables and tofu. It was definitely different to the kind of food I had been eating and that was probably a good thing as it wasn't the nicest thing. Depsite the taste, it filled me up, and we were ready to head to the main square in Sapa for what seemed to be a big show.

    Sapa isn't very big but for some reason all the accommodation was pretty much fully booked. I didn't know why this was, whether Sapa was generally quite busy as it's close to China, whether there were lots of Vietnamese people as it was a weekend and there was a public holiday next week, or if it just always was busy. Then, I think what it was is that there was this massive show going on, with a big stage and sound system that officials from all over neighbouring countries had been invited to, so had probably brought alot of tourism with it. For me, I didn't know any of this was going on and just so happened to be here.

    The square was set up with 1000s of amphitheatre style seats but that still didn't seem to be enough for the amount of people that had flocked for the show. Us 3 waited through an extremely lengthy introduction of all the various officials that had joined, which nicely enough was also repeated in English, before the show actually started. The show was a mixture of dancing and singing which was cool but ultimately wasn't enough to keep my French friends awake as they had been up since 3am for the Fansipan hike, so they headed back. I watched the rest of the show then headed back myself.
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  • Hari 81

    Day 81

    26 April, Vietnam ⋅ ☀️ 30 °C

    Sapa & Cat Cat Village

    After another much needed sleep, I ended up sleeping till past 10am which was much later than I had hoped to but I needed to. The plan was to meet up with Michelle from the Ha Giang Loop so I rushed to pack my bags to check out and then headed out. The plan was to rent a scooter and ride about so I walked to Mr Mung's Motorbike Rental, handed my passport over to a random lady on the side of the street and then voila, I had a scooter.

    Michelle couldn't really ride a scooter so I was her easy driver for the day. She hopped on the back and our roles were set out - she had to direct and I had to drive. Fortunately for her, once we were out of Sapa it was just a straight road. Fansipan is the tallest mountain in Vietnam, so was a fairly prominent feature in the landscape. Unfortunately you either had to pay a guide to take you up, or pay for the cable cart and both were fairly expensive. Instead we decided to take the road that went around Fansipan to try and get some good views. Just like any range of mountains, they were beautiful and there were some nice spots to stop off on the way. The whole way was downhill so I could pretty much not use the throttle the entire way down (unless I got impatient).

    Unfortunately the road was too big to do a full loop so when we got to the bottom of the long down slope, we turned around and headed back up. Our mission now was to find somewhere that sold food as I hadn't had any breakfast and it was now lunch time. You'd think this would be easy but most places on Google Maps didn't exist and most signs for restaurants seemed to be for decoration. We found a small place on the side of the road that I spotted on the way down and managed to order some food using Google Translate.

    We made our way back up the hill which for our little scooter proved harder than coming down. We stopped a couple times on the way up, once for a waterfall which we decided against after a group said it wasn't worth it, and then a little further up at a mystery set of stairs. We parked up, climbed the stairs and Google translated the sign: "Chineese Doctor Cemetary". I went to and turn around but Michelle said we might aswell keep going, so we hung out at a cemetery for a while. Hopefully it wasn't as disrespectful as it might have felt. A small while later, we left the cemetery and kept going.

    After trying to keep up with a motorcycle group and failing, we made our way back to Sapa. Having some more time in the day, we went to Cat Cat, a small H'mong village right next to Sapa. The road down was steep, busy, under construction, and for some reason, wet - meaning it was a not very nice drive down. We paid for entry, then parked up at the bottom of what we thought was a path up to a café. Unfortunately the café was one building over and this lead to an abandoned café fenced off to the main path. Luckily for us some kids showed us a way to get past the fence which seemed super dodgy looking but we went for it anyways.

    The village itself had a really weird vibe. It seemed like it was meant to be a local authentic village but had been exploited into becoming a tourist hub meaning the culture was now focused on selling "handmade" things to tourists and having things for tourists to see and do. Tourists were also dressed up in the local colourful clothing in a theme park gimmicky kind of way. It really felt inauthentic and I wasn't enjoying a fan. What certainly didn't help was the music playing out of speakers all over, making it feel like a D tier Disney. We didn't explore everything but there was some nice bridges, a nice waterfall, as well as some goats and sheep in a pen. Around sunset the theme park - I mean the village was closing so we made our way back out and up the terrible road.

    I dropped Michelle back at her homestay before I picked my bags up from mine and headed to my 2nd homestay in Sapa. I checked in for 2 nights as I still wasn't sure how long I wanted to stay for, then returned my bike to Mr Mung, and chilled for a bit at my new homestay. I met back up with Michelle in the evening at a restaurant that supposedly did decent Vegetarian food according to TripAdvisor. I enjoyed an okay Bun Cha before I headed back to the homestay. I had a shave and a shower then had an early night as I was still trying to recover from Ha Giang.
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  • Hari 80

    Day 80

    25 April, Vietnam ⋅ ☀️ 25 °C

    Hanoi > Sapa

    When I woke up I felt so much better as I had gotten a good night sleep which I so desperately needed. Depsite that, my throat KILLED, and my voice was almost gone. I only had 1 reason to be back in Hanoi which was to get my VISA for Laos as the border crossing I was doing from Sapa required a pre approved VISA for seemingly no good reason except to be a pain in the ass. That wouldn't be the worst thing if it wasn't for the fact that last time I was in Hanoi they were shut for Laos New Year's so I had to make my way back for a 3rd time.

    After some breakfast and checking out (I hoped to get my VISA in time to get to Sapa tonight) I ordered a Grab over to the Laos Embassy. Luckily the process was fairly easy, all I had to do was fill out a form and come back later in the day. I ran into Elisa (from Ha Giang loop) at the embassy so we filled in our forms together then headed out. Elisa had something wrong with her ears so we walked to the hospital together then I went on my way to fill the rest of the day.

    I needed something for my throat so I went to a pharmacy and found something lozenges that should help, and I hope that the random chemicals aren't gonna end up killing me. After that, I really really wanted a sun hoodie (long sleeve & hooded sports top) that alot of locals wear to protect them from the sun, so I found a market and headed there. The issue is, most clothes were for women and would have been way to small for me, and the few male sun hoodies I could find were super thick and would make an English guy like me melt in the sun. It was also a completely different vibe to most the markets I had been to as no one was trying to sell anything and I had to put in alot of effort to get the sellers attention - completely opposite vibe to the market in Saigon.

    I gave up with that and went to find some Banh Mi for lunch at a small café. I chilled there for a while before going to pick up my passport and VISA with Elisa at 3pm. I had booked my bus for 5.30 so had some time to kill, so we ended up going back to the same market I was at to do some shopping for Elisa. After successfully haggling for a couple tops, I said goodbye and went to get my bags before going to the bus office. Because I booked my ticket so last minute, I almost didn't have a ticket but in the last minute it came through confirmed so I hopped on the bus (which was another nice sleeper) towards Sapa.

    We stopped once where I quickly ate some noodle soup, and then we eventually arrived in Sapa at 11.30pm. It was well past check in so I had been given instructions of where to sleep but the dude at the hostel was still awake and seemingly quite annoyed at me - oh well. I was so tired I needed a quick shower then slept ASAP.
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  • Hari 79

    Day 79

    24 April, Vietnam ⋅ ☁️ 30 °C

    Ha Giang Loop Day 3

    When I woke up I felt like a corpse. Actually I felt worse than corpse, I felt like an extremely hungover corpse. I felt so ill I couldn't eat any breakfast, so tired I could barely keep my eyes open, and my throat hurt so much from 3 nights of karaoke that I couldn't even drink without it hurting. I was definitely reaping the rewards of my choices last night, but hey, play stupid games then win stupid prizes.

    The start of the day was a blur, I was so focused on trying not to feel sick and stay awake I don't even remember the surroundings. We stopped at a viewpoint for a while and I took the opportunity to sit on a chair and try and recover the best I could. It's ironic because the day that my easy driver finally stopped feeling sick, I felt incredibly sick. I found a hammock in the building and half fell asleep as I was that tired and need to lie down. Turns out no one knew where I was and I woke up to Quin saying that we gotta go and then I realised that everyone had left and he spent a while searching for me. Whoops. We were only about 5 minutes behind and we could see the group in the distance across the valley but it was nice as it felt like we were on our own adventure. Also, my mini nap revitalised me, I still felt a little worse for wear but felt maybe 5x better than I did.

    The weather was starting to get a bit rainy and it was a little windy too so we all stopped to put on our obnoxiously in your face blue or purple plastic full body ponchos, so that's why you see me looking like a bin bag for the whole day. When we caught up, everyone said that I looked alive again so that was good news and worth the 5 minute delay - though it didn't stop me from finding the nicest spot on the floor and trying for another nap.

    Our next proper stop was a bit of a confusing one as it seemed to be in the middle of nowhere, then it turns out it was next to a massive field of weed plants. Some of the drivers picked a few stems for themselves and we went on to the worst roads we had faced for the whole loop so far. Sitting on the back of a bike really took its toll on your ass and for me, my back. Maybe it's because I'm slightly taller, maybe because of last night but my back was in so much pain and the constant bumps didn't help. I was honestly quite glad I was only doing 3 days as I couldn't survive another day. After a constant onslaught of my new favourite Vietnamese phrase "Oi chau oi" (oh my god) we had gotten past the worst of it.

    We stopped for lunch but I still didn't really have an appetite so I only had a small amount which was a shame as it looked super tasty. I instead found a sack of leaves to have a lie down on (this time I had learnt my lesson as they were right next to where we parked so it would have been hard to leave me behind again). I didn't really nap as there were some kids playing nearby but every little bit of rest was working wonders on getting me back to Ha Giang. Quin came over and effectively laughed at me for getting in such a state which I cannot blame him for as from his perspective I was dressed in a bin bag laying on a sack of leaves - definitely a low point (I guess not as low as throwing up in a bush yesterday but not far off).

    After lunch, we went to a waterfall where I grabbed some hot peach tea to help with my destroyed throat which was really good. We took a group photo then headed towards our final stop of the loop. The final stop was nice, a little platform overlooking a river but what made this stop great was the amount of Chinese tourists. That might sound weird but Chinese tourists LOVE taking pictures with white people. I don't know what it is but they love it, so us and the other group ended up spending ages taking various photos with the hoards of tourists. It was surreal. It wasn't even like a quick selfie, they were properly posed photos - so crazy. And some of the time they weren't even asking, they would take a picture with us in the background.

    And that was it, we make the short distance back to Ha Giang, and we're back at the hostel. We thank and tip our drivers then head inside. Most of us had a night bus booked to Hanoi tonight so I took a quick shower, then after claiming our free T-shirts, we headed to a restaurant for some dinner before our journey. My appetite had come back in full force and there's nothing I craved more than a pizza, so we went to the Italian restaurant I went to a few days ago and enjoyed some well needed food.

    We were split between 2 busses, and I had opted for a slightly nicer bus which I'm glad I did as I was so tired I fell asleep almost immediately. We arrived in Hanoi at like 1am which kinda sucked, but I made my way to the same hostel I always went to and went to bed for a 2nd time.
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  • Hari 78

    Day 78

    23 April, Vietnam ⋅ ☁️ 23 °C

    Ha Giang Loop Day 2

    In the morning I had some noodle soup for breakfast which might sound strange for the West but in Vietnam it's one of the most popular breakfasts and I'm starting to see why. I also had a coffee as it was free and I thought I might aswell give it a try - and you know what I actually really liked it.

    We headed out, once again crusuing through stunning scenery and dodging police checkpoints wherever needed. We had a couple stops but our first notable one was at the Chinese border which was fairly anticlimactic as it just a few fences and a small shack on the other side but still interesting nonetheless. I picked up a couple Redbulls from the rest stop but they were nothing like the ones in England. The ones in South East Asia were made in Thailand and were in a small gold can. They were much nicer and also probably had some sort of cocaine in, but you can't say they didn't work to give me some much needed energy. I tried to get one for my easy driver Quin but turns out he's had food poisoning for a couple days and unknown to me was suffering quite alot yesterday and that's why he wasn't drinking with us last night. It's a shame but I can't blame him especially as he probably spends most his time on the road.

    Our next stop was to this big ass tower on a hill with a massive Vietnam flag flying proudly, just across the border from China. If there's one things I love it's massive flags and this definitely fit the bill, being able to be seen from kilometers in all directions. We were able to park up and walk to the top of the tower and get all close and personal with the flag. After running back down the spiral stairs and getting super dizzy, we headed out once again.

    On our way to our next stop there was another police checkpoint but this time they were checking the easy driver's licenses which meant that one of the drivers who didn't have a license tried to turn around and drive away but the police stopped him. We all waited for a while to see what happened to him and eventually he was let go with only a small fine but it was pretty tense stuff. Our next stop was not too far onward and was a little bit of a hike up a rocky hill. Most people went there because there was a nice little stone jutting out that was perfect for Instagram photos but I wanted to conquer the "mountain" and scramble my way to the top. There were little kids who were helping people find their way up then once they got to the top were asking for money, and honestly it seemed they were doing pretty well for themselves.

    After we had waited for a while for the stragglers to get back, we made our way to our homestay which was much nicer than our other one. We were split into 2 groups for 2 rooms and we had some time to kill before dinner. We explored the homestay a bit which was massive and ended up finding a park with a swing and a see saw. After discovering what different languages call a see saw it was time for another family dinner... but not without some happy water first. I'll spare you the details but they ended up bringing out jugs and jugs of happy water and as the night went on I had more and more until I ended up being sick in a bush at God knows what time in the morning. I ended up going to bed at 6am feeling incredibly terrible but before that it was a great night filled with lots of singing and lots of drinking chants.
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