I love Vietnam. Today, I thought about the reason why.
348. | Saigon is not for me
You’re not going to go making a racket here! I’m not taking the rap for you! Do you understand? Everything comes down on my head here!
344. | Saigon II.
Saigon showed me several things that didn’t impress me. There are still 11 days left for that to change. Of course, it has already given me experiences.
341. | Saigon, the shameless
Maybe Saigon isn’t shameless because he’s vulgar. It’s because he doesn’t really want to hide anything from me. What if the question is: why would I hide it?
339. | Arrival in Saigon
I became a black belt who left soldiers in a tight spot. Or something like that.
338. | Mũi Né and the goulash soup
Mũi Né was the last stop on my 1,800-kilometer journey through Vietnam. My heart is full of gratitude. Now I’m taking a little rest. Actively.
336. | Đà Lạt, where I was cold
Da Lat is a cold labyrinth. I also loved the fact that I was lost in it. And the connections it gave me along the way.
329. | Nha Trang
This city is nice, but there are too many people here. It was better outside the city. I’m tired today. And not from jumping on rocks.
327. | Attractions in Tuy Hòa
I always leave with much more than I arrived with. Tuy Hòa didn’t let me go empty-handed either. What if I can’t handle all the things I bring with me anymore?
325. | Tuy Hòa
Every closed hostel door opens a pub door. I remember reading this in a self-help book.










