Vietnam four

i can understand why this island is so desolate and unpopulated with tourists, getting here was an absolute nightmare. it started with a nine hour "bus" ride through the night which included such amentities as two smelly vietnamese men asleep on both shoulders, a crazy ass driver who was hopped on some substance that far outweighed the effects of a double espresso, six chickens, and a man in the back who must have just purchased an electric shaver because he played with the on/off switch the entire time. bzzzzt bzzzzzzzzt bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzt. when we stopped for toilets i expected him to have gone atleast a half inch into the skin. so here i am in the middle of the mekong delta at 130am at some shady bus stop (you thought chesapeake rest stop off route 95 was shady) and every single person is staring at me like i have snakes crawling out of my cranium. kids are sneaking up to me once again to touch my hair and old ladies are gathering in groups around me staring at me and discussing me at the same time, cursing me with terrible travel accomodations i would guess. why are these people awake? do they not sleep? can they support themselves solely on the ambition that they may be able to sell me a pair of sunglasses, a lighter, or some crazy lotto game that everyone plays here (each for about 11 cents US). everyone in vietnam loves drinking and gambling. the insanity of the scene once again cannot be justified in this blog. when we finally arive in rach gia (which i will be nominating as one of the worst cities in the world in parade magazines upcoming addition) i am once again approached by a parade of loonatics and sketch balls. it is 4am, i've slept maybe twenty minutes and my ferry doesn't leave until 8am. i finally find refuge in a road side cafe where the lady lets me lat down on a table with a baby, a chicken cage, and a basket full of god knows what probably snakes. i decide not to look. the uefa cup game between everton and fiorenza is on a television that 25 people are gathered around and i cannot sleep because everyone is convinced i am english so they are constantly yelling at me in vietnamese and slapping my shoulder when everton makes a play. keep in mind, it is now 445am. what in the hell are these people doing awake? everton loses 2-0 and people console me in their foreign tongues. get me out of this nightmare. finally the ferry arrives and i escape.... here on this stunning island now. this place is absolutely amazing, miles and miles of desolate beaches with clear blue water. my accomodations are a mere $6 a night and meals are about $2. i have walked nearly 9km on dusty red clay roads inhaling that very same dust through my mouth, nose, and eyes to bring you this blog. but they do have these cool symbols on the keyboard... §§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§

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