As mentioned in the last post (sorry English speakers) we had some trouble with our visas and it looked like we were not going to get to asia this summer.
After landing at Bangkok airport we had 2 hours to make it to our connecting flight to Hanoi. Before this we had to change our return flight so our stay in Vietnam did not exceed 15 days. The Thai people, we found out, are quite strict when it comes to passport control. When I say "quite" I mean "very". Our two hours was quickly slipping through our fingers as we stood in line while each person was painstakingly processed, stamped and validated.
Finally through customs we ran to the Thai airways counter to change our ticket. There we met a helpful young lady that got our itiniary changed and called in our tickets to the check-in desk, because by this time the counter had normally closed. Looking at my watch we saw that now there was mostly just the time and the road to the gate E3b. That was until we saw another daunting sight. Another line, just like the one we just stood in not 45 min ago; the passports would have to be checked once again. A few impatient minutes later going on 26 hours without sleep, Cecilie was leading the way running like crazy toward our gate. Finally seated we dared hope that the hardship would be over for this time, but the final barrier was yet to be passed. The Vietnameese visa control.
After almost a day and a half of being on the move the final obstacle was looming in front of us. It stood as long line of wary travellers ending at a small office filled with short people in identical uniforms. Almost on a whim I asked some airport staff if we needed to be in this line and the answer was no.
So in a somewhat anticlimactic but very relieving fashion we were finally in Vietnam and could let the vacation begin in earnest. 36 hours of stress and on-the-go solutions had paid off and we got into a taxi headed into Hanoi.
More is to follow!