Dogs Dying and People Crying

by Helene Goupil

The sun had just risen but it was already a hot and humid day in Nha Trang, Vietnam. Streets were quiet as most tourists were still sleeping. The only crowds were found at soup stalls where workers sat down for breakfast on ankle-high stools on the side of the street. Cyclos, bicycles equipped with a front seat for passengers, were starting to ride into town.

When you’re traveling on a budget in Vietnam, you usually either start in Hanoi and make your way down or begin in Saigon and head North. Either way, the best deal you’ll find is to buy a $20 USD bus pass that allows you to stop at any of the cities, for as long as you’d like, along the Hanoi-Saigon route.

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	Dogs Dying and People Crying
	by Helene Goupil The sun had just risen but it was already a hot and humid day in Nha Trang, Vietnam. Streets were quiet as most tourists were still sleeping. The only crowds were found at soup stalls where workers sat down for breakfast on ankle-high stools on the side of the street. Cyclos, bicycles equipped with a front seat for passengers, were starting to ride into town. When you’re traveling on a budget in Vietnam, you usually either start in Hanoi and make your way down or begin in Saigon and head North. Either way, the best deal you’ll find is to buy a $20 USD bus pass that allows you to stop at any of the cities, for as long as you’d like, along the Hanoi-Saigon route.				Josh and I had flown from Bangkok to Saigon and were now slowly making our way up to Hanoi. We had decided to spend a couple of dollars more and buy our bus tickets segment by segment—we liked being able to choose how we would get to from one place to another. We took the train a few times (a whole other story) and tried to take a different company on each bus trip so we could get a feel for all of them. We had taken a bus to Nha Trang a few days ago, and we had been getting up early almost every day since then to go diving. “We braced ourselves for the driver to slam on the breaks and pull over, as this was the only stop we had all agreed on all day.'” Today was yet another day we had to be up and ready to hit the road at 6 a.m. The bus would be coming to the hotel at 6:30 and we would drive all day to Hoi An. Pictures of sandy beaches and crystal blue water above the desk at the bus company had convinced us to go with them. A stop on each beach, a ride up the mountain along the coast and then down in a valley through rice fields—it sounded like a great way to make our way up North. more >> << home
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VIETNAM BY BUS

Dogs Dying and People Crying

by Helene Goupil