In le Train

I made it. Wasn't nearly as bad as I thought. The ticket lady totally screwed me, I paid the proce for a soft seat, but all I got was a hard seat in the middle of locals. So at least I went about in the local style (which I wonted but with a little bit comfort). And the train ride wasn't 30 hours, but 40. Oh well. After 20 hours I stopped looking at the watch and just focused on my Sherlock Holmes. It What was surprising, that I wasn't able to finish it while on the road.
Although I was sure I wouldn't be able to sleep, I did manage to get enough beauty naps. I think I woke up every five minutes, but I feel alright. And no pains whatsoever. I guess sleeping at the airport on anything has trained my butt muscles for this.
During the trip there are people selling food and they have a Vietnamese TV going almost all the time. It was funny seeing Gone in 60 Seconds with the worst dubbing ever. They all had only one woman's voice, never mind lip synking at all. Sometimes the people spoke whole sentences in English. Funny.
On the way I did meet a girl who spoke a little bit English, so we chatted for few hours. After that Nobody spoke a word except Hello and How are you. So if you want to take the train, bring company or at least learn few survival phrases of Vietnamese. It would've been great to talk with others. So all in all. not a bad trip.

Hmmm what else... Next to me was a family of four adults and three children. They were the noisiest bunch and I officially hate children now. The boys were cute, and all, but cheeeeeesssshhh why do babies cry about everything. EVERYTHING. Plus one of the kids got sick on my shoes just before we got to Ho Chin Minh. Like I wasn't feeling dirty enough. And the parents didn't even apologize, or try to say sorry, in any language. Oh and the parenting system here... When one of the kids started crying his mum was just mocking him. They didn't hit the children per ce, but there was some slapping. The kids seem to be more like dolls, who should behave just the way the parents wanted them to. So yeah, I felt sorry for the poor lil' bastards, but still. Please, please, people. Condoms are sold for a reason.

Ok that's it. Over and Out ->