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It is 1:53am in Da Nang on November the 14th. It is 1:53 pm on November 13th in Atlanta. I actually tried this time to prepare for jet lag and try and adjust before I...
It has been a few days since I arrived back in Da Nang and I must say it is a much different place than I left some four months ago. I was fortunate back in January and...
I was not prepared for the pollution that seemed to smother the city. It was like looking through a gray, dingy pair of goggles. We drove for a while before crossing the...
At 2:45, over two hours after our original scheduled departure time, Vietjet flight VJ512 for the ancient capital city of Hanoi was called for boarding. Hanoi has been a...
I was pulled back to reality by a gentle hand on my shoulder. I opened my eyes to see Diem’s face as she explained that it was time to check in for our flight. There was...
It was 06:30 when the low light of the jungle sun crept into my hotel window. I rose from the bed, threw some clothes on, and headed downstairs to see if they still had...
We headed out of the parlor for a post-massage lunch. Our cab driver navigated the endless honking of the motorbikes and delivery trucks to get us there. We stopped at...
After coffee and a break, we went back to the hotel. On the ride over, everyone was discussing getting a spa treatment done. Help ease the jet lag was the argument. Full...
Diễm was at the door, and Tina and the rest of the group were ready for breakfast. They had refused to eat any airline food the whole time we were flying, and they were...
