vietnam
I almost died in Vietnam on a two lane highway driving a moped between Hue and Hoi An. But my soul reached yet another level during a boat tour of Ha Long Bay and the sand dunes of Mui Ne. And sombered under the weight of the prisoner of war museum in Hanoi, the war museum chronicling the horrors of the ‘American’ war in Ho Chi Minh city, and the Cu Chi tunnels that show tourists the ways of guerrilla warfare of boobytraps and near-impossible underground passages. It was a two week blur but left such a deep impression on me that I haven’t stopped thinking about going back since.
