Saturday, January 23, 2010
Hue -> Danang -> Hoi An -> Nha Trang -> Saigon
The tourism industry in Vietnam is developed in such a way that every backpacker's dream of isolation and differentiation from the hoi polloi of the travel world is smashed anew upon arriving at each vaunted destination. If a city isn't entirely overrun with mostly European tourists (as in the former capital of Hue or the cloth mecca that is Hoi An), it contains one small, dense quarter of interest often referred to (rather inaccurately, one hastens to add) as a "ghetto," where, but for the sternness of one's visage, a white person is very nearly thrust onto the back of a motorbike or rickshaw and force-fed banana pancakes.
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"...the sternness of one's visage..."
ReplyDeleteThe title of volume 3 of your future memoirs.
And if you tire of banana pancakes, how about yogurt with muesli and honey?
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Banana_Pancake_Trail
Travel safe, Dan.