Xin Chào – We’re in Nam !
Our bus was heading for Vinh. During low season they run every other day, but not directly to Hanoi so we had no choice. Our friendly Loa bus driver was brilliant – we had no problems at all.
The border procedures went smoothly and we left the long trail of logging trucks behind. Seems trade is one way (Laos to Vietnam) because there were no trucks heading the opposite direction. No prizes for guessing which is the bigger economy. Shortly after the crossing we stopped for a lunch at a horrid looking little town with China standard toilets. V and I just waited for everyone to finish as we watched the people walk along the main street past dozens of Vietnamese flags. The rest of the trip went slowly but with only 7 people on board it was comfy. We dropped down out of the mountains and onto the rice covered plains (no more sticky rice though).
Eventually, 11 butt-breaking hours after setting off, we pulled into the main bus station in Vinh and were welcomed by touts trying to get us onto another 6 hour bus to Hanoi. No way ! A ‘helpful’ tout showed us where to find an ATM and walked us to his hostel to have a look. As we walked down some dingy alleys near the bus station we started to worry. 15 minutes in a Vietnamese city and it felt like we were about to be mugged 🙂 we needn’t have worried. The hostel was of poor standard and high price but it was close to the bus station and we were too knackered to care.
The streets of Vinh (around the station) were utter chaos and bustling with scooters, buses and cars – pedestrians are at the bottom of the food chain here. The roads, buildings and sheer volume of people creates a definate ‘China’ feeling. After a day of sweets and snacks we needed real food, but pickings were slim. One canteenish looking place was pumping so we grabbed a table and had a filing, if bland, meal. No prices on the menu left us with a bill that felt expensive and no way to question it. We handed over a bunch of plastic note (Yip. Notes are plastic and have a transparent window – cool) before heading off to bed. More of the same tomorrow – oh dear.
[Pictures: Welcome to Vietname – Rusted old government poster at the border. Packed Canteen – there are just so many more people here than in Laos]
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