Right so, enough messing around, I need to get this bike sold. I have made no effort other than getting my bike repaired and cleaned. Not really a conscientious endeavour. So after a morning coffee and tea with Elias it is back to the hostel to create a poster to get my bike sold. To be fair Elias creates the whole poster and I just change the poor English and add a different photo. It is then off to get some copies of this bad boy. I would have thought that this would have been easy based on how many places I have seen during my time here. However, the reality is that the first place we went printed one bad copy, then photocopied it, badly. It was running out of ink. Whatever. We split up and I head to get my posters done, Elias goes with some tape to stick up our bad copies. I end up round the corner in some professional print place, instead of the travel agent/hotel/printer place. I get my 20 copies done, and of good quality then I head back up to meet Elias so we can get these up in the hotspots. I meet him on the way back and he tells me that he has found someone who is interested in my bike. What a result, I nearly break in to a run in my return, the guy is having a beer just outside our hostel. The interested party is a Canadian guy, who's name I have since forgotten. I take hime over so that he can meet Jessie, with it being a few days since I've powered her up, I'm feeling somewhat nervous. My anxiety was justified as it takes me at least 10 pumps to get her started. Once she starts though, the guy is impressed by how quiet she purrs, at least she does something right! Ha. We head back over to where he was sitting, he starts asking me Moto related questions, I don't lie to him. We talk about the dodgy starter and the give in the accelerator, but I tell him mechanically I have had no problems. He wants to take it for a test drive, so I grab the stuff for him. He rides bikes back in Canada so I don't mind him having a try. He gets on and off he goes. I go an sit with his mates and chat. One of his other friends is getting a Moto tomorrow and he is excited. I keep talking about the bikes and the fun to be had, keep the enthusiasm going. It's not long before the guy is back. With a big smile, ear to ear. He has decided to go for it, so I nip upstairs and grab all my gear. I buy him a beer to celebrate his new purchase. I wanted $300 for Jessie, but in the end the guy offered $275 and I was happy to take it and get the quick sale.
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What a result! In the end I didn't even need to get my posters done. The bad ones that Elias was putting up were enough. That is one worry off my mind. One day of effort and the Moto is gone. Great. I get paid in Vietnamese Dong, which is not ideal but I'm just thankful for the sale, so I take it and I'll get it changed later. I head back the Cheeky Monkey with Spencer and Kea Tyu while Elias sleeps. the Korean loves a sing song and so take the opportunity to jump up and give a song a whirl. He is in a band back in Korea and it shows, good set of lungs on him. Our singer this evening isn't as good as the girl from last night, but still the best entertainment that I have found in this area. It's not a late one.