Hee! Nah, you can't drive in Vietnam, there's too many bikes. And no! They are just two things I tried to procure from the government at the same time, with infuriating results. It'll be all I can do not to punch the Customs official in the face, or attempt to tackle any suspicious terrorist-type individuals for making me go through all the forms.
We are leaving in March. My dad is a Vietnam veteran and now that he's retired he wants to visit the place again. Sort of a 'no hard feelings' thing. He already took my brothers through the old battlegrounds and stuff, now he wants to take me and my sister and mother through the touristy bits.
Ow, ow, my brain! By which I mean HAHAHAHAH
The airline provides nice things and this is why I can't have nice things so it shouldn't be a problem. I will bring books! Lots of books. It can't be any more boring than having to spend eight hours in a car, and I've done that lots, so it shouldn't be too bad.
I live in a high place, so I actually know that! And I'll be buying large bags of candy.
You know, the last fight my country had with their country was totally your country's fault! Hee, I do that anyway in my own town IT GETS REALLY FOGGY HERE IN WINTER OH GOD.
HAH HAH HAH Okay, I'll be careful. My camera's rechargeable, though. Just...not with mushrooms.
My dad told me all about the water. He says that there are bugs in every country's water, but since I've lived all my life in this one, I've built up immunity. I'm sure there's a metaphor of human existence in there, but damned if I can tease it out. And I will. I've already flicked through my passport and admired the shiny holographic anti-forgery bits. My photo looks like I'm contemplating eating the viewer's face.
I will try not to!
That's why I put up those other ones, so I could practice! And I will try. I'll either have to convince my dad to let me bring my laptop or buy a few notebooks and lots of pens. Thank you for the advice!
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Date: 2007-01-22 11:00 pm (UTC)We are leaving in March. My dad is a Vietnam veteran and now that he's retired he wants to visit the place again. Sort of a 'no hard feelings' thing. He already took my brothers through the old battlegrounds and stuff, now he wants to take me and my sister and mother through the touristy bits.
Ow, ow, my brain! By which I mean HAHAHAHAH
The airline provides nice things
and this is why I can't have nice thingsso it shouldn't be a problem. I will bring books! Lots of books. It can't be any more boring than having to spend eight hours in a car, and I've done that lots, so it shouldn't be too bad.I live in a high place, so I actually know that! And I'll be buying large bags of candy.
You know, the last fight my country had with their country was totally your country's fault! Hee, I do that anyway in my own town IT GETS REALLY FOGGY HERE IN WINTER OH GOD.
HAH HAH HAH Okay, I'll be careful. My camera's rechargeable, though. Just...not with mushrooms.
My dad told me all about the water. He says that there are bugs in every country's water, but since I've lived all my life in this one, I've built up immunity. I'm sure there's a metaphor of human existence in there, but damned if I can tease it out. And I will. I've already flicked through my passport and admired the shiny holographic anti-forgery bits. My photo looks like I'm contemplating eating the viewer's face.
I will try not to!
That's why I put up those other ones, so I could practice! And I will try. I'll either have to convince my dad to let me bring my laptop or buy a few notebooks and lots of pens. Thank you for the advice!