{"id":141,"date":"2008-05-15T22:02:31","date_gmt":"2008-05-15T11:02:31","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/elyk.com\/blog\/2008\/05\/15\/put-the-v-in-vietnam\/"},"modified":"2008-05-15T22:02:31","modified_gmt":"2008-05-15T11:02:31","slug":"put-the-v-in-vietnam","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/elyk.com\/blog\/2008\/05\/15\/put-the-v-in-vietnam\/","title":{"rendered":"Put the V in Vietnam"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Had a lousy sleep.\u00c2\u00a0 Someone somewhere on the train was smoking, which is never good, and the people in my car were pretty chatty.\u00c2\u00a0 In Hanoi, I searched for Marilyn, then decided it was futile and got a motorcycle to the hotel.\u00c2\u00a0 Left my bag there, then went in search of some breakfast.\u00c2\u00a0 Following breakfast, I went and grabbed a coffee at another cafe.\u00c2\u00a0 I think I&#8217;ve become slightly addicted to putting condensed milk in coffee.\u00c2\u00a0 At first it seemed a horrid idea, but it&#8217;s quite tasty (and sweet).<\/p>\n<p>After breakfast I headed to the Ho Chi Minh Mausoleum, to check out Ho Chi Minh on display.\u00c2\u00a0 His mausoleum was quite cool, which was refreshing.\u00c2\u00a0 I thought it might be a little more solemn, with a few people crying, or something of that sort, but instead we were just funneled through to the heat of the outdoors on the other side.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm3.static.flickr.com\/2395\/2494353954_aab52b92d1.jpg\" class=\"flickrimg\" alt=\"IMG_7482\" \/><\/p>\n<p>I checked out the Ho Chi Minh museum next, which was quite boring.\u00c2\u00a0 Apparently there&#8217;s a museum in every big town, which doesn&#8217;t surprise me too much.\u00c2\u00a0 There were a lot of curious art displays in the museum, which seemed out of place.<\/p>\n<p>After the museum, I claimed my bag (no photos, no bags allowed) and hired a motorcycle to the post office.\u00c2\u00a0 At the post office, someone came up and offered to help me get some stamps. I tried to get some padded envelopes too, but they don&#8217;t seem to exist in Vietnam.\u00c2\u00a0 In the end I think the guy wanted some money for helping me, but I really couldn&#8217;t figure out what he was trying to tell me, so I just thanked him and walked off.<\/p>\n<p>Back at the hotel, the internet wasn&#8217;t working, so I got on all fours and tried to fix the problem.\u00c2\u00a0 I managed in the end, much to the delight of the owner, who said the internet had been down since the evening I headed to Sapa.\u00c2\u00a0 In the end, the secret was to plug in the hub.\u00c2\u00a0 With power, comes internet.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm3.static.flickr.com\/2071\/2493539603_d2428db40c.jpg\" class=\"flickrimg\" alt=\"IMG_7489\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Now with two books to trade, I figured I should be able to get a new one in trade.\u00c2\u00a0 I headed to a shop I&#8217;d been at before, to see if they still had a title I was after.\u00c2\u00a0 They did, but since one of the books was a copy, I still had to pay a bit for the new title.\u00c2\u00a0 After that I got back to the hotel in time to catch the taxi to the bus terminal.\u00c2\u00a0 The bus to Hoi An was going to take 12 hours.\u00c2\u00a0 Not something I was looking too forward to, but at least it was a sleeper bus.<\/p>\n<p>The sleeper bus wasn&#8217;t that comfortable, but probably better in the end then a regular bus.\u00c2\u00a0 I found out at the bus terminal that I actually wouldn&#8217;t be in Hoi An till about 5pm, as their was a layover in Hue.\u00c2\u00a0 I met a French guy, named Philippe, who was only going about two hours away, but we discussed possibly meeting up again in Hoi An.\u00c2\u00a0 At one point, I was awoken by a bang, and showered with what confetti, or something similar.\u00c2\u00a0 Turned out in the end to be tiny bits of shattered glass &#8211; seems something had hit the window of the bus leaving a sizable hole.\u00c2\u00a0 They patched it up with some tape, then swept the bus (and me) of glass.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Had a lousy sleep.\u00c2\u00a0 Someone somewhere on the train was smoking, which is never good, and the people in my car were pretty chatty.\u00c2\u00a0 In Hanoi, I searched for Marilyn, then decided it was futile and got a motorcycle to the hotel.\u00c2\u00a0 Left my bag there, then went in search of some breakfast.\u00c2\u00a0 Following breakfast, &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/elyk.com\/blog\/2008\/05\/15\/put-the-v-in-vietnam\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Put the V in Vietnam&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[46,45],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-141","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-hanoi","category-vietnam"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/elyk.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/141","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/elyk.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/elyk.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/elyk.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/elyk.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=141"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/elyk.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/141\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/elyk.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=141"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/elyk.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=141"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/elyk.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=141"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}