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My first bowl of Phố and other things.
I awoke around 7:45 after a long and much-needed nap. I could hear what sounded like a concert drifting into my window from the lobby below. Only whoever was singing was horrible. I leaned out the window and could hear other terrible attempts at singing drifting from the establishments in the streets nearby.… continue reading
The land of Cobbler Elves
Post massage lunch
Do I have to? Wait, what did you say?
No rest for the weary
Da Nang. Finally!
After a very long trip, I finally disembarked in Da Nang. Getting through customs was a breeze and the authorities handed my passport back with its newly fastened entry Visa almost as fast as I handed it to them. The longest wait was waiting for and trying to figure out whose duct-taped boxes were ours.… continue reading
Doha to Da Nang
Hamad International Airport.
Hamad International Airport.
As we began to disembark the plane, I was not prepared for what I would find. Not in the sense of anything wrong or inappropriate, just the orderliness of it all. I wasn’t in Kansas anymore! Every step of the way in Hamad, we were escorted by an airport employee.… continue reading
Atlanta to Doha
The Journey
I began my trip from Atlanta to Doha by meeting my traveling companions at their houses. Lin, Lun, Huong, and Ngey are packing and getting the last of their paperwork and belongings in order. I was offered a seat on the couch in the living room during the chaos of preparing for a family going home, some for the first time in many years.… continue reading
Ready to go! I think?
Preparing everything for a trip overseas can be nerve-racking, especially if your destination has more complicated entry requirements than a standard passport. But, unfortunately, we Americans live with a reality that few other countries can boast save for European nations and close political allies.… continue reading