Wow it's been quite a many days on the road already!
And it's been a real adventure. We continue to have technical issues with the bikes daily. The weather it's been cold and rainy, and none of us have proper clothes to stay warm. And it's not cool to put on your muddy and wet clothes back on in the mornings. We've stayed in a lot of small towns and villages where no one speaks English (even to order coffee and tea has been a pain, we've gathered a basic dictionary on a piece of paper now though), so we've been forced to go into the kitchens and point at the things we wanna eat, which isn't always too pleasant (I saw two skinned dogheads in the sink once). The roads are mad sometimes, full of trucks overtaking each other and so on, we've had a few close calls. Also Amos and I almost hit a chicken once:D Most of the time we're taking the Ho Chi Minh trail, which is more quiet and scenery, but sometimes we've had to take the highway one to cities, and it's really a jungle out there.
One of thew toughest days we had was when I had to go cross the border of Laos to get a stamp for 2 more weeks in Vietnam. Amos and Gili took me to the border, which was a mountainroad full of trucks and it was foggy as hell, couldn't see a thing. And it was cold, and our clothes were already wet from the day's drive. We tried to fix emergency rain gear from garbage bags, which was hilarious but not so effective. After that we were totally dead. And I got upset cause there was a truck full of dog cages crossing the same time as me. The dogs were half dead, crying, and the smell was terrible. But after all the trouble I got until 22nd here instead of 9th. And I felt really loved that Amos and Gili went through all that for me as well:)
So then when we finally started reaching higher temperatures and took a day off (we'd been moving every day), I got sick. Obviously. I took one day to rest and have been dragging it on but I'll get mentally ill if I just lay in bed in the room. So I saw only a little bit of Da Nang, went to the China beach, which felt a little strange cause it was the day after the earthquake+tsunami catastrophy in Japan. After 2 nights we headed to Hoi An, where we're leaving from again today. It's a beautiful small(er) town with beaches, river and lots of tourists.
I love going aound with the bikes, mostly because of the freedom of it. I love that our journey doesn't depend on bus schedules and there's no one to give us s*** about the prices either. And the views are amazing! mountains all around, rice fields, locals on scooters with anything imaginable tied on the back of them, rivers, lakes, the ocean sometimes.. And once we went riding on the actual fields, went through these small paths inside the cornfields.. that was cool:)
Ok, gotta go again, we've got like 200+ kilometers to do today. But I'm happy I finally got this post done, I 've been working on it for a few days now:)