Prince Ii Hotel Hanoi

... les colons, et je mettrai ma main à couper qu'il y avait quelques basques.

Je me suis ensuite arrêté à Ho Chi Minh ville, ex-Saïgon, avant de passer au Cambodge. Mis à part les superbes vestiges d'architecture française et les succulentes chocolatines du camion Honoré dans la rue Le Lai, je n'en retiendrai pas grand chose vu que j'étais malade comme un chien. Ça devait être à cause des chocolatines...

A bientôt au Cambodge,

... more to malaysia, but read the ****ing blog whenever I publish it, cos it was more about the culture than the fricking ****-up)

September...
Oh dear...****ing thailand...can you get out alive. Well, I did...but it was a lot of effort!!! So yeah, thes islands...Ko'phang **** you up and all that banter, full moon parties, quads drunk and buckets galore with the most rotten whiskey you've ever drank in your life!..This place is MENTAL! 2 - 3 weeks I spent ...

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... du patron est mariée avec un français et vivant en France, était en vacance avec sa fille Ann Ly de 5 ans, qui s'est rapidement entichée d’Eric.

Il est étonnant de trouver dans une ci grande ville un quartier épargné par les constructions modernes. Le charme français opère encore aujourd’hui et les Vietnamiens ont su moderniser ce quartier tout en préservant son âme. Les rues sont étroites et ombragées et plus l ...

... to mourn and remember friends and
family that have died. All of the frames had pictures of random Asian
people in them but for one; it had an archaic picture of Britney Spears
in the center,surrounded by her dates of birth and death. Once we
arrived at the market, we were slightly disappointed to discover that
it was just yet another market full of **** that we have already seen
in all the stores along the way. Of course, I had to use the restroom
at the ...

... they get. A. The shuttle driver tried to charge us more than the listed price for the drive. B. Towards the end of the drive some guy entered the bus saying he was taking us to our hostel, Hanoi Backpacker's Hostel. Instead he took us 15 minutes away to some other random hostel and tried to convince us that he took us to the hostel we wanted. When we argued with him, he finally conceded after 5 minutes. What a jerk!!! 2. Traffic is out of control ...

Traveling by bus from Northern Laos to Hanoi would be two plus days of travel through winding mountain roads....however our 1 hour flight was quite enjoyable...Ok, ok, we've gotten soft and lazy in our budget traveler ways. Last September we would have booked the cheapest bus and hunkered down for an adventure with lots of toilet paper, water, and snacks . But we're older now, 9 months older in fact, therefore our traveling stamina has decreased... Not to ...

... on in, Bek and I happily obliged. Exit HCMC enter Nha Trang, This was a nice change from HCMC, quieter but unfortunately the weather was foul and for a beachy town ended up being wet and a bit boring, so we got a quick flight up to Da Nang and then a taxi to the quaint streets of Hoi An. This was more like it, well for the girls anyway, lots of stuff to buy and lots of authentic food. Mum and I did a cooking course while Bek and Marg continued to ...

... go into the Temple of Literature, which rather puzzlingly contains absolutely no books whatsoever... did I miss something?!

The grounds did have some very nice temples & gardens and it also pretty quiet, at least for Hanoi.





We then wandered back towards the hotel for lunch, which was allegedly a ...

... and there were no dangerous waters, but it's still a good quote. * * * I'm reminded that enlightenment isn't some ultimate destination of groovy eternal aloofness, but rather a string of occasional occasions where being in the moment without thought of the future allows the temporary extinguishing of self. * * * This transition from one scrap of enlightenment back to reality on my beach reminds me of TS Eliot, which seems a fitting close for this entry ...