So at the moment I’m in the middle of one of the activities I am both best and worst at: planning. I’m the best at it because I can make a totally killer plan and have every last detail ironed out perfectly. And I’m the worst because no matter what I do, I can’t seem to stick to one of my own perfectly formulated plans no matter what I do. It’s like how people can give great advice but can’t take their own (also me). I’m sure there’s a word for this kind of behaviour… Can you be a planning hypocrite?

Anyway, at this point I’m trying to figure out what places Tim and I are going to scoot off to when we’re in Vietnam. So far, I know that we’ll be catching a horrific night bus from Luang Prabang (Laos) to Hanoi – mainly because I feel that now I’m super equipped with dealing with the bus systems in Vietnam, and also I want to watch Tim squirm a little when he realises what he’s in for.*

But then the real trouble comes because the main places I want to go are Hanoi, Sa Pa, Ha Long Bay, Hue, Hoi An, Nha Trang, and Ho Chi Minh City (Saigon). Now the last leg of this trip will be fine and I’ve just learnt we’ll be able to pay a measly $45 each and send our bikes back to Hanoi on the train instead of having to ride all the way back up North – I don’t want to push my luck by spending too long on bikes or waste my time repeating the trip.Watch Full Movie Online Streaming Online and Download

But the whole Sa Pa/Hanoi/Ha Long Bay thing is really going to screw me because Sa Pa is 6 hours from Hanoi, and Ha Long Bay is 3 hours from Hanoi – except they’re both in opposite directions. Of course. I feel like Sa Pa is going to get shafted here because after a quick search, I’ve found it’s cold and foggy most of the time in early February, which cancels out my plans to hike to the top of a mountain and look at the awesome rice paddies.

Of course, Hue and Sa Pa are the only new places I’ve added to the trip that I took with my family, and I really want to be able to see more of Vietnam this time, especially since I’ll have my own form of transport instead of relying on buses and taxis to take us around. I’d really like to go to Dalat and go canyoning, but other than that.. there’s really not much planned that I haven’t done already and loved so much I want to go back again. Is it wrong to repeat travel?

I know nobody is really reading this site at the moment because of the lack of content, but if you do happen upon this post and could recommend anything interesting to do in Vietnam that I haven’t listed or you think I should know about, let me know in a comment below!

* I’ve already asked if he wants to catch a bus and have warned him it’s the bus from hell – he still said yes!

Today (even though I have sooo many things to write about and catch-up on) I’ve decided to write a little bit about the cute kids we’ve seen so far – and about something really special and different I’ve noticed about the kids here in South-East Asia.

It’s probably worth saying that I’m not a kid person. I think random babies are cute, but as soon as they make any type of noise, I am out of the immediate area like a shot. I don’t do toddlers (or they don’t do me, whatever) and any kid older than that takes one look at me and quickly finds somewhere else to be. Only one baby has ever captured my heart, and that would be my baby cousin, Nicholas. Or as I call him, Baby St. Nick.

If you don't think he's the cutest baby ever, then we probably shouldn't talk anymore...

So apart from him, there’s no real attraction to kids for me. Until we reached Malaysia. There is just something about the kids here. Something that kids back in Australia don’t have or don’t exude like the littlies here do. And it’s actually really great.

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Oh man. Google will be the death of me. I was like “teehee, this is a great title to lead into my post, how catchy and interesting!” and then I Googled ‘wood smuggling Vietnam’ and the results that came up have me worried. Our overnight bus driver really might have been a wood smuggler!

I was going to write about our overnight bus trip and how completely hellish it was, but this is actually waaay more interesting. Plus I’m sure my mother will write a post about it soon and I’ll be able to add a link for you guys to read. Long story short, we booked the night bus from Luang Prabang, Laos to Hanoi, Vietnam. It was such an awful journey, but once we were in Vietnam, we were all waiting for the home stretch so it would all be over. Then we pulled over at some random place, and waited for five minutes. Then, the bus driver started ordering us on, then off, then on, and then off again! These directions were hazy because all he did was yell in Lao/Vietnamese¬†and wave his hands like a madman.
So we all jumped off and then watched, astounded, as they unloaded wood from the bus.

Now, I’m not just talking a couple of planks of wood in the baggage hold under the bus. I’m talking huge, long slabs of wood, of all shapes and sizes, coming out from every imaginable area on the bus. From the luggage area. From under the seats on the bus. From in the FLOOR in the bus. FROM THE ROOF! More »