I see old people. That’s what i first realized as i was boarding this crazy trip intended to maintain my sanity. Speaks a lot about the demographic of the tourists I bumped into.
I sat with this girl on my trip to bagan today. We were beside each other at the departure area, on the plane, and we just realized we were actually staiying at the same place. Too bad we hardly spoke to each other much earlier. She was writing notes for her travel blog and is planning to go to japan. Which is why i am trying to write now, because if i don’t i’ll end up not doing it at all, just like the tokyo trip or the rest of my Hanoi trip. Too many old people. Too many american tourists in big group tours as well. Fine, it’s probably better than the hordes of tourists in siem reap but i don’t like old american tourists with their oh so convenient way of traveling. Not that i’m any better as i went on a thoroughly organized expensive trip myself. This is by far my most expensive ever. Shit.
I sat with this girl on my trip to bagan today. We were beside each other at the departure area, on the plane, and we just realized we were actually staying at the same place. Too bad we hardly spoke to each other much earlier. I would’ve made a new friend. She was writing notes for her travel blog and is planning to go to japan. Which is why i am trying to write now, because if i don’t i’ll end up not doing it at all, just like the tokyo trip or the rest of my hanoi trip. Anyway, i think she’s a white version of me. Somehow read some of the stuff she wrote about not wanting to come home. I totally get you girl.
More on everything else later. I hope i can keep writing later.
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