I had to believe that any night that begins with bomb pops, pizza, abundant donated art supplies for kids across the world, homemade crepes with Nutella (props to Frank), a gift exchange (Slim Jim's anyone? Oh, or just Brandon...), and a Wal-Mart run, that turned with the late hours into one of no sleep for most who instead opted to watch Aladdin and dip left-over pizza and Slim Jim's in Nutella, would be one of good company.
Right off the bat we lost our beloved
Katie due to a mishap with ticketing. The rest of us had to depart while she was to catch t
he correct flights the next day. GOOD NEWS: Charity just came in our room and said she made it safely here with us in Da Nang!
And so we followed the sun to Asia, flying into the future and never once seeing a darkened sky. Despite the two babies next two us on our 15 hour flight that would scream randomly with a pure elation in discovery of the sound of their own voice, the weird movie choices lingering in the distance, ear/head pressure difficulties, 2 long layovers, scattered sleep and well over 24 hours of travel, we arrived at Ho Chi Minh city, formerly Saigon. Ah:)
Our van ride took us, wide-eyed at the new sights, to the An An Hotel in a back-packers district; although it was late, most met a little after midnight to go exploring. [I once received a good piece advice before my first travels - you can sleep when you get home!] A hard bed was never such a kind crib. Invigorated, we met early the next morning to take in the Binh Tan market and catch our domestic flight to our final destination: Da Nang.
So here we are! Settled into Sandy Beach Resort, we have stories and fabulous pictures to share...
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