Vietnam Epic Journey (Day 7-Hoi An)



The cool thing about having a motorcycle is the freedom that you have to ride around the city and just explore.  I take a friend on the back of my bike and we just go aimlessly around the city.  We come across a group of Vietnamese playing volleyball.  I’m not sure if we were invited or we just imposed, but we decided to join their volleyball game.  The Vietnamese love volleyball, but not as much as soccer.  One young lady strikes up a conversation with me.  She was pretty friendly and talkative, which I find kind of refreshing, because most Vietnamese women that talk to you want something in the form of money.  It’s nice to talk to someone simply because they are curious about you.  Besides, she said that I was funny, which was a great compliment.  The “you so handsome” thing gets old after awhile. ;)  OK, maybe that never gets old, but I much prefer the “you so funny” compliment.  Then she goes “My name is Pham and I just graduated from high school,” and I say “Really, my name is Mike and I just graduated from middle age.”   Yikes!

After volleyball, my friends and I pretty much eat, lounge at the pool, drank, eat some more, shoot some pool, and then drink some more.  My caloric intake for the two days that I was in Hoi An was probably 3 times my caloric intake for the previous 5 days.  I suppose I needed it.   










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