The journey to Penang by train was brutal, with many people complaining about the experience. However, this review will leave many readers speechless, as it was far more challenging. The trip took place almost a year ago, but the review has been delayed for a long time. Today, I will finally share the story of this incredibly difficult solo journey, which we call the "birthday trip." My birthday is on May 26th, and the trip began on the evening of the 24th. On my birthday, I wanted to have an experience that would help me grow and reward myself.

I'm looking for a budget-friendly travel destination outside of Thailand. Vietnam seems like a good option, but I'm not interested in the popular tourist spots like Ho Chi Minh City, Da Lat, or Mui Ne. I'd prefer to explore something more historical, and Hoi An in central Vietnam caught my eye. I found out that it's possible to travel there by bus, but there's limited information available, especially compared to flights. While organized tours are an option, they tend to be expensive and restrict personal freedom, which isn't ideal for a backpacker like me. I'm determined to find a way to make this trip happen, even though detailed information and cost breakdowns are scarce. I'm ready to embark on this adventure and document my experience for others.

An adventurous, hilarious, and unforgettable journey unfolds as we embark on a spontaneous birthday trip to a city where English is rarely spoken. Join us as we navigate the challenges and embrace the absurdity of our four-day, three-night adventure, where we'll witness firsthand the resilience of the human spirit in the face of cultural barriers and linguistic limitations. Buckle up as we embark on a cross-border bus ride to Vietnam, where laughter, mishaps, and cultural immersion await.

Although traveling by bus, a passport is still required as we will be crossing the borders of Laos and Vietnam. During this trip, we used four currencies: Thai baht, Lao kip, US dollars, and Vietnamese dong. We exchanged 5,000 baht for a 4-day, 3-night trip and still had some money left. This remaining amount, plus the cost of the bus ticket from Mukdahan, was all we had. While near the Lao border, Thai baht can be used, it's advisable to have some Lao kip on hand for roadside food stalls or bathroom breaks within Lao territory. They only accept Lao kip. We didn't actually exchange any Lao kip; instead, we used Thai baht to purchase tickets in Laos, and they gave us some Lao kip in change. US dollars were also necessary because most hotels accept them. If we ran low, we could ask to pay in Vietnamese dong. US dollars were also essential for renting bicycles in Hoi An, where they only accept dollars. A bicycle costs $1 per day, which is eight million times cheaper than renting in Thailand. Regarding currency, some people call it "dong" while others call it "dũng," which confused us. We tend to call it "dũng" more often. Currently, 1 Thai baht is equivalent to 661.29 Vietnamese dong. However, we found it confusing and preferred not to convert it. We read somewhere that it's easier to simply remove the last three zeros and then multiply by 2. This makes it easier to understand, and the difference is minimal.

All photos were taken with a Samsung Galaxy A5 smartphone and edited using VSCOCAM. We did not bring a camera, only our phone.

Day 1

Waiting for a bus from Bangkok to Mukdahan at Mo Chit. Let me explain how to buy tickets first. You can buy them at the station or at 7-Eleven. We bought ours at 7-Eleven. Before that, we looked up information about the departure time and phone number, and then called the Call Center to reserve seats. Call Center 1624 (06.00 - 23.00) is open every day. Once you have booked, you can pay at 7-Eleven. The ticket price is 538 baht, including 20 baht VAT, for a total of 558 baht. We waited for the bus at 7:30 pm, but it didn't leave until 7:50 pm. It was a long ride, and we arrived in Mukdahan in the morning. The bus did not make any stops, but there was food available on board.

DAY 2

5:50 AM. Arrived in Mukdahan. This is my first time in Mukdahan, and I'm not here for sightseeing. We're about to embark on an adventure, pretending to be cross-border criminals. We looked for a ticket booth for Mukdahan-Savannakhet, Laos, and bought tickets for 50 baht each. If you want to leave your luggage under the bus, it costs an additional 20 baht per item. However, we only have two backpacks, and one of them is quite large for clothes. But I recommend not bringing a brand-new or expensive backpack because they might throw it around in Vietnam. When you board the bus, take your backpack with you instead of leaving it below. You'll have to go down to have your belongings checked at the Lao immigration anyway. This process doesn't take long, so you can board the bus later or even stand. It's a short ride to the Lao border.

6:30 AM: The bus departed. The actual departure time was supposed to be 7:30 AM, but it left as soon as it was full. Judging from the situation, there were no Thai people on board. It seems that I will be the only Thai person on this trip. After a 5-minute drive, we arrived at the Mukdahan immigration checkpoint. Photography is prohibited in areas where there are officials, but it is allowed in the surrounding areas.

The most complicated part of crossing the border is the entry and exit process, which involves multiple steps and can be nerve-wracking. There is a designated lane for Thai citizens, but others often join this line due to its shorter length. This can lead to confusion and delays, as people try to sneak in. It is important to pay close attention to others, as the process can be fast-paced, with many Laotian and Vietnamese people crossing the border to work in Thailand. While writing this, I was concerned that I might have missed some steps, as it has been a year since my last crossing. However, I believe I have recorded the process accurately.

07.00 AM: After the inspection, board the same vehicle. However, the officer will provide you with a new ticket.

After that, people rushed to get on the bus again, but in reality, we only sat for a short while before crossing into Laos.

07:20 AM. It took 10 minutes. What? Another check? Checking Lao immigration. Well, I did everything they asked. Everything I read in the reviews, forget about it. I've forgotten everything. At this point, I just do whatever they tell me to do. Border crossing fee: 100 baht for foreigners, 50 baht for Thais. It was quick, about 10 minutes. In this area, there will be people asking you if you want to go to Cambodia. You can cross over and visit. Wow! You can really go anywhere. After that, I waited for the same car. It started running in the right lane. This time, the ride was a bit longer, about 20 minutes. We're off, we've crossed.

The atmosphere is gloomy during the rainy season, with light rain falling.

7:45 AM. Arrived at Savannakhet. It was very fast. Walked to the ticket booth to buy a ticket to enter Hue City, Vietnam. The price is 500 baht. They accept Thai baht.

The bus departs at 9:00 AM. I recommend grabbing a bite to eat near the Savannakhet Bus Station. A large bowl of noodles costs 40 baht, and the water is plentiful. The vegetables have a peculiar smell. I also bought a bottle of water for 15 baht to take on the bus.

8:20 AM. The Savannakhet-Hue bus arrived at the bus station, but we had to wait for the 9:00 AM bus to Vietnam. This is what the bus looks like.

Upon boarding the bus, the driver checked passports and distributed plastic bags to each passenger. These bags were intended for storing shoes to prevent odor. Everyone was required to remove their shoes. The assigned seat number was 11.

The conversation in Vietnamese was incomprehensible, and the music in the car was blaring. The situation was exacerbated by our proximity to the front of the vehicle. The radio played comedic content, reminiscent of Thailand's "Ching Roi Ching Lan" program. Despite the language barrier, it was evident that the humor was intended to be lighthearted. While the cultural differences were apparent, it was acknowledged that our own music might be equally perplexing to them. Fortunately, the window seat provided a scenic view of the arid and hot Laotian landscape.

10:25 AM. After a bumpy ride, the bus suddenly stopped. I wondered why it had stopped and if something was wrong. Then, everyone started getting off the bus. I was surprised to see people, both men and women, going to the side of the road to pee. I didn't feel the need to go, so I stayed on the bus. The woman sitting next to me, who was Vietnamese, used sign language to ask if I wanted to go pee. I declined, and she handed me her baby. I agreed to hold the baby and even took a selfie with him.

10:57 AM. Drive a little further and stop by the bathroom at Phalan Sai. It's like a rest stop with some vendors selling things. People can get out and relax for a bit. The bathroom is free. If you can hold it, you don't have to pee on the side of the road. We'll be stopping at a bathroom soon.

11:22 AM. Got back on the bus and continued the journey. This time, Thai music was playing, specifically Luk Thung. It was a bit of a jarring transition, to say the least. What kind of mood is this? After a while, we encountered another checkpoint where they inspected the underside of the vehicle. It only took two minutes, and they didn't seem to be looking for anything specific, just checking the cargo. Still, if anything suspicious had been found, things could have gotten complicated.

11:40 AM: Lunch at Bin Phueng Restaurant

The restaurant uses chopsticks for eating, which was a bit of a challenge. I tried to find a spoon, but no luck. The four dishes I ordered came to 100 baht, and I received 2,000 kip in change. At first, I didn't think much of it, as I don't usually pay close attention to numbers. However, when I converted the change, it only amounted to 8.38 baht. Did I really just pay 100 baht for a single plate of food? I was devastated.

I suspect that everyone experiences this here, as it seems to be a common tourist trap, similar to those found in Thailand.

12:40 PM

The car stopped again after a while, and a female vendor got in. She was exchanging money, Vietnamese Dong and US Dollars. I'm not sure if she got a good rate, but she had exchanged a lot of money from Thailand. She spoke Thai and asked, "Do you want to exchange money?" I decided to exchange some. I think I only brought US Dollars, but I can't remember. I planned to buy things and then get Vietnamese Dong as change here. I exchanged 40 dollars and got 800,000 Dong, which is a lot of money. It's about 1209.76 Thai Baht.

Who would have known that the roadside scenery between Savannakhet and Vietnam would be so spectacular? Even though it looks a bit dry, it's still amazing. This is probably one of the reasons why I don't like to travel by plane. I prefer to travel by car, tour bus, or train so that I can see things like this that airplanes can't. Everyone else is asleep, but I can't stop taking pictures.

13:30 Arrived at the Vietnam border. We are about to enter Vietnam. Wow! It's actually faster than taking a bus back home, which takes longer and is more tiring. In the blink of an eye, we're in Vietnam. Entering Vietnam involves immigration checks.

Upon clearing immigration, we were immediately approached by a swarm of vendors aggressively selling Vietnamese SIM cards. We politely declined, opting to go without internet for the day rather than succumb to their pressure. We reasoned that finding accommodation with Wi-Fi upon arrival would be a more convenient and cost-effective solution, as we did not require constant connectivity.

While waiting for the immigration and vehicle inspection, which will take a long time, do not stand around aimlessly as you may be searched. Instead, follow the crowd and head to the gas station ahead, which serves as a rest stop where you can buy supplies or use the restroom. Reflecting on the man in the plaid shirt, during our journey through Laos, we initially thought he might be aggressively flirting with us, lacking manners. However, he simply has a loud voice and is likely the only Vietnamese person who can speak some Thai. Although his pronunciation is not very clear, he helped us with many things, even though we didn't understand him very well. He guided us to the immigration checkpoint, spoke to the Vietnamese officials, and told us which way to go. He is actually the husband of the woman sitting next to us who was carrying their child. Whenever we travel alone, we always seem to encounter someone who shows us kindness.

In addition, he bought us water at the gas station for 15 baht and offered to pay for it. We refused to take his money.

Needing to use the restroom, I stopped at a gas station. I don't know how much the fee was, but I gave the attendant the remaining 2,000 kip I had. I figured I wouldn't need Lao currency once I crossed into Vietnam.

2:37 PM. Time for the car to leave. This is the longest stop, lasting for an hour.

And then continue the journey.

16:27 We arrived at another rest stop where many people got off. Wow, I rushed to the bathroom, but there were both doors and no doors. It was just a concrete barrier. We sat there awkwardly looking at each other, but they just went in. It seems like this is their culture. People even pee on the side of the road, which is very dirty. But if you have to go, don't hold it in. Just go. At first, I didn't know that they charged an entrance fee. When I walked out, they were going to charge me, but the guy in the plaid shirt said he already paid. It must not have been much. He even paid for the bathroom. It's not like he was hitting on us. I was dressed very simply, with no makeup and messy hair. And he was with his wife and children. He was probably just being kind to us because he saw that we were Thai.

Upon boarding the bus, I was offered a "bún mì" (or "bǎn mì") to eat. Initially, I observed a street vendor selling it nearby, surrounded by eager customers. Hesitantly, I watched from the bus, unsure how to purchase one. Suddenly, a man in a plaid shirt bought one for me. Initially unfamiliar with the dish, I later learned it was called "bún mì" or "bǎn mì." I inquired about its name, but the man referred to it as "cơm cháy" (grilled rice). When I asked the price, he replied, "No need, Thai and Vietnamese are brothers and sisters." I was deeply touched by his gesture. He informed me that he would be disembarking soon as he had reached his home. He advised me to take care in Hoi An, assuring me of its beauty and safety. He seemed to offer a business card, but it was actually a card from a gas station at the rest stop, with a phone number to call in case of any problems. Unfortunately, I seem to have misplaced it.

The car continued on its journey, with a light drizzle falling throughout. The sky was as dark as 6 pm, even though it was only just past 4 pm.

At 5:11 PM, the bus stopped again. A street vendor selling sweet treats boarded the bus, shouting "Lak Go! Lak Go!" I didn't understand her language, but the aroma of her wares was irresistible. Passengers rushed to buy, and I wanted to try it too. However, the vendor quickly left the bus, and I missed my chance.

6:00 PM. I arrived in Hue at some point, and as soon as I got off the bus, I rushed to the luggage compartment under the vehicle. The staff threw the luggage out without a care, haha. This is what I mentioned earlier. You don't need a new bag, it doesn't have to be expensive, and you don't need to put anything in it that can't be bumped because the luggage will be thrown on the ground. Everyone grabs their own belongings and walks around cluelessly, not knowing which way to go. I called a taxi, as I had read in reviews, and headed straight to Shin Cafe to buy a ticket for the sleeping bus to Hoi An the next day. No taxi driver knew the way, and I had to worry again about being scammed, as Vietnamese taxis are notorious for cheating tourists. I had researched that I should choose a taxi of this color and from this company, but in the end, when it was dark and I had no choice, I couldn't choose. Whichever taxi was available, I took it.

The taxi driver didn't know the way and had to call a friend for directions. We weren't familiar with the area either, so we were worried about getting scammed. Despite the initial confusion, the driver managed to take us to the correct location. However, it turned out to be a tourist service center called "Shin Tourist" instead of the "Shin Cafe" mentioned in other reviews. It's possible there are multiple locations, but we weren't sure. The taxi meter was small and displayed a large number, which was difficult to read due to our poor numeracy skills. The final fare was 50,000 dong (approximately 75.91 baht). Although the driver took a slightly longer route, the price seemed reasonable. We converted the currency later while writing this review. At the time, we paid without much thought, following the advice to remove the last three zeros and then double the remaining number. This method provided a rough estimate and made the calculation easier. (This tip was also obtained from other reviews.) For example, 20,000 dong becomes 20 after removing the last three zeros, and then 40 after doubling it, which is close to the actual value in baht.

My English isn't very good, but I managed to buy a ticket. It was a bit confusing because of the long journey. Most people who speak English are ticket sellers or hotel staff. Ordinary people don't speak English like they do back home. The fare for tomorrow's trip is 99,000 (150.30 baht), which is another bargain.

8:00 PM. After finishing everything, I looked for accommodation. I didn't book any accommodation at all. I just walked in. There were a lot of places to stay, but I wanted to stay near the place where I bought the bus tickets today. I wanted to make sure I wouldn't miss the bus if I woke up late. It seemed like there weren't many buses going there, so I thought it would be better to be safe than sorry. I was so tired that I could sleep anywhere. My mind was already in Hoi An. It's true that I passed through 3 cities, but I wasn't interested in sightseeing in Hue or Da Nang. If I had come with a tour group, they would have taken me sightseeing everywhere, like in Hue, where there are many old palaces. But I'm a backpacker, so I can go wherever I want. Today I'm tired, so I'm going to sleep.

The hotel staff, with their sweet smiles and charming demeanor, wore traditional "aow yai" outfits. The hotel itself was adorned with antique furniture, creating a somewhat eerie and mysterious atmosphere. Despite the lack of crowds and the slightly spooky ambiance, we didn't encounter any supernatural occurrences. We were simply grateful for a place to rest our heads for the night. The hotel, named Mai Dao, offered surprisingly affordable private rooms for 250,000 kip (approximately $379.53). We couldn't help but wonder how much cheaper the hostel option might be.

After putting my belongings away and taking a shower, I started to feel hungry. I ventured out for a walk near the hotel, not daring to stray too far. I was afraid of getting lost and not being able to find my way back, especially since it was already dark. As I strolled through the streets, I observed the vibrant nightlife of Hue. The surrounding area was filled with Vietnamese pubs, and the music was undoubtedly Vietnamese. I wouldn't understand the lyrics, but I couldn't help but notice the beauty of the Vietnamese women. Their complexions were flawless, and their figures were stunning.

In Vietnam, you have to try pho. Walking around, I saw many small shops with chairs full of people. I was very hungry and didn't want to look for a restaurant anymore. The big restaurants were too intimidating to eat alone, so I decided to try this one. I couldn't order, so I just pointed at what I wanted. The seller didn't speak English either. It was delicious, or maybe I was just hungry! Today's meal cost 40,000 VND (60.73 baht). Hmm… expensive.

I came across a stall selling bami again, but this time it wasn't a street vendor. It was more like a shop set up on the side of the road. I was surprised by the price - 40,000 kip (60.73 baht). At first, I didn't think much of it and just paid. But when I sat down in my room and calculated the price again, I was shocked! Was it because I was a tourist, or was it because the portion was large and not sold by a street vendor?

The streets were teeming with motorbikes, their incessant honking creating a cacophony that was almost hallucinatory. Large vehicles were scarce, replaced by a sea of motorbikes and bicycles weaving erratically through the right lane, making it nearly impossible to cross the street safely. Several near misses left me feeling shaken.

Found it! A roadside stall with small chairs. What a vibe! It's a long walk from my accommodation. I ordered a bowl of pho from a street vendor and ate it on the side of the road. While I was eating, I watched motorcycles whiz by. I kept eating and eating, trying to save money, but I ended up eating everything I could find. I'm so full, especially because the noodles were so filling. The total cost was 20,000 (30.36 baht). The vendor couldn't communicate with me, so when it was time to pay, she pointed to her money to show me the price. I paid with the same kind of bill. This is how it usually goes with vendors. They don't speak English, so they just show you the money and point to indicate the price.

Not finished yet. Before entering the school, I went to the grocery store again. I also bought beer and potatoes. It's Saigon beer, you know. Try it. The total cost of the two items is 45,000 (68.32 baht).

Piling money on the bed, feeling like a king, shopping and traveling with hundreds of thousands or millions of dollars. 5555

I'm stuffed. I can't eat another bite. And the beer is so bland, it's like watered-down water. Good thing I only bought one can. It's not tasty at all. I'm going to eat and then go to bed. I have to wake up early tomorrow. Check out is at 7:00 AM, and I need to leave for Hoi An at 8:00 AM. I went to sleep at 11:00 PM, and I'm exhausted.

Day 3

Happy Birthday to me! An adventurous trip for my birthday on May 26th. It's my birthday.

5:30 AM. Why did I wake up so early? Oh, I wanted to see the Vietnamese people's morning routine. I didn't want to waste the few hours I had. But it was already bright at 5 AM. Vietnamese time is the same as Thai time. I brushed my teeth but didn't shower. I rolled around and then went out to find something to eat.

6:30 AM. I came across another vendor selling bami, so I bought another one. This one tasted better than the others I've had so far. It has a spicy Thai flavor for only 10,000 (15.18 baht). I wish I had bought this one last night.

Enjoying the morning atmosphere of Hue while walking and eating. I like that there aren't many cars here, although there are quite a few motorbikes that honk a bit too much. Still, it's nice to have a clear view.

Found it! A coffee shop with children's tables, where people work before going to work.

The coffee was extremely bitter, and I'm not sure if it was authentic civet coffee. It was definitely strong enough to satisfy any coffee lover, but it was also expensive. Perhaps the price was inflated because we were tourists, but even if it was genuine civet coffee, 50,000 rupiah (approximately $3.70 USD) is still quite pricey. It felt like we were sitting in a fancy café in Bangkok.

7:00 AM. We walked around taking pictures, but it was quiet and not much was happening. We surveyed the accommodation options for our return trip, as we would need to stay in Verona for another night on our way back. We would probably have to leave very early, so we went back to the hotel to shower and pack our belongings while waiting to check out.

7:30 AM: Check out 250,000 (379.53 baht) and walk to the boarding point, which is the same place where we bought the tickets yesterday. There is free Wi-Fi here, but the bus arrived shortly after we got online. I was excited to see people from various ethnicities, including many Westerners, Chinese, and Koreans. The Westerners seemed to be backpackers on quiet, independent trips, while the Chinese were more vocal.

08.00 a.m. The bus has departed. They are handing out bags as usual. Use it to put your shoes in. You can't choose your seat, so I had to climb. But it's good to be in the middle zone. It's suitable for people who like to look at the view. I slept and woke up all the way. There is wifi on the bus, but it doesn't work very well. The signal is bad. You don't have to play it.

10:00 AM. I woke up feeling tired and dozed off and on throughout the journey. When I realized, the car was already in the tunnel. Wow, a car tunnel! I didn't know there was a car tunnel here. It was a very long tunnel, winding its way through the mountains. I always get excited when a car or train enters a tunnel. We'll pass through the tunnel again on the way back, so I'll talk more about it later. But the most important thing is that after exiting the tunnel, we were greeted by a breathtaking view! The mountains of Vietnam are magnificent, vast, and awe-inspiring. I couldn't stop taking pictures. Although the pictures didn't turn out great because the car was moving, the real scenery was stunning. The view stretched as far as the eye could see, and the lush greenery of the rainy season made it even more refreshing.

Is there anything else I can help you with?

After a while, we will reach a rest stop with a 30-minute break for food and restrooms. Whether you choose to eat or not is up to you; we will be using the restrooms. The view is beautiful, and the Wi-Fi is strong. It's like a lush garden with animals roaming around. You can also buy souvenirs like herbal teas and snacks, although I don't recognize any of them and can't recommend anything specific.

Don't be afraid to walk too far, you might miss your bus. To avoid this, remember the bus you boarded when you get off, as there might be similar buses parked nearby. You might get on the wrong one. You can take a picture of the bus number or remember the driver and other passengers.

10:50 AM, we arrived in Da Nang. It's beautiful, but the photos I took from the bus aren't very clear. The Vietnamese sea is nice, but the waves seem strong. We stopped here to drop off some passengers, and several people got off. We also picked up some new passengers, mostly Vietnamese, who were quite loud when they got on.

11:30 AM. We arrived in Hoi An! How did we get here? I've come so far, so far. The first stop was at a bus company's rest stop where they sell tickets to customers. We bought our return tickets right away for 99,000 VND (150.30 baht). We didn't bother looking for accommodation as usual because we were too lazy to walk around. There were plenty of taxis and motorbike taxis waiting for tourists getting off the bus. We asked the ticket seller for a cheap room, and they actually had one! It was a proper business, a shophouse just a few doors down from the bus stop. We thought it was convenient and close to where we would catch our bus later.

"I'm staying here. I can't read it, but the point is that all the rooms are full. They told me to wait, as someone is checking out and they're cleaning the room. At first, I thought I would get a small room, but then four Chinese female tourists came down. Wow! I got a big room and I'm staying alone. The room is huge! The room rate is 250,000 (379.53 baht). I paid for the room in advance. The owner is nice, a woman. It seems like it's a house, and the upper floor is rented out."

Equipped with both air conditioning and fans.

The view outside is right next to the road.

Initially, I was very frustrated because I did not bring an adapter and was unsure of the plug type used here. However, I was relieved to discover that it is the same as the one used in my home country, eliminating the need to purchase a new one. I was on the verge of tears.

I secretly grabbed a map of Hoi An to prepare for cycling, but... I'm confused! I can't understand it. I guess I'll just walk around.

12:00 PM: After relaxing and packing our belongings, we checked out of our accommodation. The owner was incredibly kind and attentive. They noticed our bag wasn't properly closed and helped us secure it, reminding us to be cautious. As expected, petty crime is a concern in Vietnam. We have half a day to explore before finding a place to rent bicycles. Today, we'll walk around the area, surveying the surroundings and taking photos along the way. We'll head to the Old Town of Hoi An and explore its streets, capturing the sights as we go. Tomorrow, we'll find a nearby bicycle rental shop.

Wandering around, I started to feel hungry and was open to anything to eat. I came across a street vendor with delicious-looking food. Seeing people sitting on small stools to eat, I noticed that almost every stall had this kind of seating. It felt good, not having to sit in a restaurant. I like things that are still local like this. They live the way they do, and they can sit and eat. I didn't even know what it was, but I called it street steak. I didn't know how to eat it either. Suddenly, it was like I was under a spell, watching them eat. They taught me how to eat it: skewer the meat, dip it in the batter, add vegetables, and drizzle with sauce as desired. Each skewer was 10,000 kip, and I ate 3 skewers for 30,000 kip (45.54 USD). It was delicious and fun. There was no water available, so I went to buy a can of Coke for another 20,000 kip (30.25 USD). Why was it so expensive?

Once you're full, you can find your way to Old Town. Look for the many lanterns and the old yellow buildings.

The sentence translates to:

"Let's go for a walk first. The shops are not open yet. They will open again in the evening when it gets busy. They sell a lot of handmade goods. There are only yellow buildings, which are good for taking pictures. The old town has a Penang vibe."

"Hoi An, I love you." Many people have watched this drama. Why Hoi An? It is said that this city is very romantic. The history of its sweetness is not clear, but when you step into it, you will find peace, beauty, and a good local atmosphere. The beauty of this city must tell many young people that it is a romantic and peaceful city, perfect for bringing your girlfriend. If you have a girlfriend, you would like to bring her here. Especially at night, the decorated lanterns are even more beautiful and romantic. As you walk around, you will find that there are couples everywhere, taking pre-wedding photos in almost every corner of the city, both day and night. Single people coming here will only emphasize their loneliness even more.

Hoi An offers a historical sightseeing package tour that includes various historical landmarks. Interested individuals can inquire with the staff, who are typically located near the entrance. The tour covers historical sites, old houses, and museums. Participants embark on the tour as a group, and based on other reviews, the cost is approximately 200 baht. However, completing the tour can take an entire day. Personally, I opted out of the tour as I prefer to explore at my own pace and take photos independently. Participating in a group tour with language barriers would hinder my enjoyment. Therefore, I chose to photograph the various buildings from the exterior.

The Japanese Covered Bridge, a 17th-century architectural marvel, is Vietnam's most iconic bridge. Initially constructed by the Japanese community residing in Hoi An during the early 1600s, it facilitated trade between Japanese merchants and Chinese traders residing on the canal's eastern bank. A symbol of peace and friendship, the bridge remains functional today and serves as a popular tourist destination and photography spot. (Source: expedia.co.th)

The lanterns, which are beautifully decorated, are perfect for souvenirs. While they may not be as impressive during the day, they will undoubtedly be stunning at night.

Hoi An, once a significant Vietnamese port and the largest in Southeast Asia, boasts a UNESCO-listed Old Town renowned for its preserved ancient architecture and authentic Vietnamese culture. The town exudes a distinctly Vietnamese atmosphere, with locals donning conical hats and traditional attire. Its charm is undeniable, making it a desirable destination for extended stays.

The meat you ate, it wasn't mine, was it, my child?

Many people believe that dog meat is widely consumed in Vietnam. While it's true that dog meat is available in some restaurants, it's not as common as many believe. In fact, dog meat is considered a delicacy and is often served in high-end restaurants. Additionally, Vietnam imports dog meat from Thailand, indicating that it's not readily available domestically. The majority of Vietnamese people consume pork as their primary source of meat. If you accidentally consume dog meat, it's best not to dwell on it.

The rain suddenly poured down while I was walking. It's typical during the rainy season. The sky was gloomy all day, but at least it's not hot anymore.

The rain stopped, so I started walking back. I got lost, though, and had a hard time finding my way. I had to keep asking people for directions, and it was difficult to find anyone who spoke English. It would have been easier to just wander around on my own. Maybe I should have dropped breadcrumbs along the way! It was a great workout, though.

5:00 PM and I'm back in my room, exhausted. I'll take a nap and then head out to see the lanterns at night. I'm just praying it doesn't rain. My legs are killing me from all the walking today, but tomorrow will be different. I'm going to rent a bike first thing in the morning.

6:30 p.m. Let's go see the Yi Peng lanterns, oops! The walking street in OLD TOWN. Now there are more people, no Thai people at all. Mostly Westerners and Chinese, very lively. We got lost and walked around, there are a lot of things to sell. Everywhere you look, there are lanterns. I love it so much, I love it so much.

It's a pity that if I had a good camera, I could have taken better pictures. It's very difficult to take pictures at night, especially with only a mobile phone.

Her beauty is captivating, making it impossible to look away. This is how it is, and envy creeps in. As a single woman, she travels alone on her birthday in a city that is incredibly romantic. Unfortunate, isn't it? 5555

The performance looked very enjoyable, even though we couldn't understand the language. However, we could sense the joy and cultural significance of the show.

Japanese Bridge at Night

Wandering around, I stumbled upon this street vendor selling "beef, beef." Intrigued, I bought a skewer for 10,000 kip (approximately $1.50). To my surprise, it was incredibly delicious! The aroma was intoxicating, and the meat was wrapped in a fragrant leaf. I immediately went back for another, but the line was incredibly long. With a single skewer in hand, I decided to move on.

A romantic birthday night on May 26th spent alone, strolling through the lantern-lit streets of Hoi An, savoring local delicacies. Eating, eating, and eating some more. The place was packed with diners, and I indulged in dessert before even having dinner. I tried whatever caught my eye, pointing and ordering blindly, unsure of the names. It was incredibly delicious! So delicious, I sat down and devoured it right there for 15,000 Vietnamese Dong (approximately $0.65 USD).

We had to buy another 10,000 baht (15.18 USD) worth of water.

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I'm full! But....hey! I just had this this morning, but I want to eat it again. I can control my mind, but I can't control my mouth. I ate 3 more skewers of steak (I named it myself) for 30,000 (45.54 baht).

The young child watched the store for his mother.

And then go for a walk to digest.

After a long walk, I felt hungry again and came across an appealing bowl of "gaow lao" (a Thai noodle soup). I'm not sure if it was truly "gaow lao," but many people were enjoying it. I decided to give it a try! It cost 25,000 kip (approximately 37.95 baht). I sat at a child-sized table and ate by the water.

Instead of saying "I'm full, let's go," it's better to say "I'm so full, where should we go to walk and digest?"

9:00 PM. Returned to the room but got carried away playing on the internet. The wifi was strong. I haven't used the internet all day and had to wait until I got back to my accommodation. I scrolled through my phone and went to sleep at 2:30 AM. Will I have the energy to go cycling tomorrow? The life I want, the life of eating and sleeping, playing with my phone until it falls on my face.

DAY 4

6:00 AM. Wait, why am I awake so early? What time did I go to sleep last night? I didn't want to waste any time, so I got up, showered, got dressed, and walked to rent a bike near my accommodation. The shop was also open early. The rental fee was $1, which is about 35 baht. It was really cheap.

Located near my accommodation. The vendor carried it on a pole and placed it on a table. Rice porridge, mmm, delicious, delicious, delicious. 20,000 (30.36 baht).

After finishing my meal, the vendor saw me wiping my mouth with my hand. She then offered me a piece of paper. It wasn't a joke; it was actually a paper napkin. The vendor even demonstrated how to use it by wiping her own mouth. I had noticed that some restaurants had these papers, but I never thought they were meant for wiping one's mouth. Unlike restaurants in my home country, these establishments don't provide tissue napkins. Instead, they use these rough papers for wiping. Of course, I didn't hesitate to use it. When in Rome, do as the Romans do!

After a satisfying meal, we embarked on a leisurely bike ride. The morning air was refreshingly cool, and the lack of traffic made for a peaceful journey. Our first destination was the coast, approximately 2-3 kilometers away. Contrary to our initial belief that Da Nang was the only coastal destination in Vietnam, we discovered that Hoi An also boasts a beautiful beachfront. While the scenery may not be as stunning as Da Nang's southern coast, Hoi An's western coastline offers its own unique charm. As we cycled along, we were greeted by lush greenery and fresh air, with barely any vehicles in sight. This tranquil town, devoid of the anxieties associated with petty crime, proved to be an ideal location for a carefree bike ride.

We arrived in no time, not too far away. We paid for bicycle parking in a confused manner, 20,000 (30.36 baht). Wait a minute, are we being cheated or is it because it's a tourist spot that parking is so expensive? The parking attendant kept waving us over, but we didn't know where to park. And when we got here, everyone knew we weren't Vietnamese girls. Our faces didn't look Chinese at all, and we even had blonde hair. We were definitely from somewhere else, so we were at risk of being cheated all the time. 55555

Are they selling them live right here?

The waves were scary, but people were still playing in the water early in the morning, not caring about the waves. This is just like Bangsaen in Thailand. It seems that people here really like the sea. They come to play very early in the morning and play for a long time, refusing to leave. The water is not clear and the waves are strong. Hey, go visit Thailand! Koh Larn is super beautiful. I really want to show off the southern sea of our country.

Aircrafts were flying close by in a zig-zag pattern.

The most appealing aspect is the shade provided by the umbrellas and the arrangement of the tables and chairs. It's a departure from the colorful canvas loungers commonly found in our country.

The beach here didn't impress me much. I stayed for a short while before cycling back the way I came. I then cycled towards the old town, intending to get lost in another village. It seemed to be some kind of fishing village. I got lost for real, couldn't understand the map, so I just put it away. I roughly guessed the direction and followed some villagers on their bikes. When I got hot, I stopped to buy a Coke for 15,000 (22.77 baht).

Lost in the labyrinthine alleys, I followed the locals on their bicycles, ending up at a bustling fish market. The pungent smell and the pressing time forced me to turn back without capturing a single photograph. The arduous journey back along the same path left me with nothing but a sense of bewilderment.

This was last night. It's a completely different story without the lights on. Let's take a closer look at the lamp.

Everywhere you look, there are bicycles. It's perfect for cycling, very relaxing. I love it. If you like this kind of thing, you have to come here. It's clearly a bicycle city. But if you walk out of the OLD TOWN, you'll start to hear motorcycles honking loudly.

This city seems to encompass all our favorite travel styles: cultural and artistic exploration, photography, relaxation, and street food. The abundance of affordable food options is incredible. I especially enjoy buying street food from local vendors. It's not just about the unique and exotic dishes, but also about experiencing the authentic lifestyle of the people who live here.

The friendly and cheerful smile of the vendor was so charming that I couldn't resist buying something from her, even though I had no idea what it was. She called it "Sawbuck," which looked like a sweet bean paste spread on a doughy base. I got a generous portion for 10,000 (15.18 baht).

Another highlight that I particularly enjoyed was Hoi An's artistic atmosphere. The city is incredibly peaceful and offers countless photo opportunities. It's a haven for art enthusiasts, with numerous galleries and shops selling handmade crafts. While there are many tourists, the overall vibe remains relaxed and uncrowded.

Initially, I considered purchasing a basket like the Vietnamese, but then I thought about the return trip and decided it would be too much of a hassle to carry around.

A candid photographer's paradise, we believe, is also located here. It's a shame we only have a phone; we'd like to have a good camera to take beautiful candid photos of people.

However, it is important to be aware that culture can become a business. We regret not having a camera, as all the photos we took were taken with our mobile phone. But perhaps it was fortunate that we only had a mobile phone. As we walked through the old town of Hoi An, we encountered aunts carrying goods on their backs. However, they did not seem to be shouting to sell. The aunts called us over to take pictures. Fortunately, we had read some information beforehand, which said that we should not go when called, because once the pictures are taken, they will immediately ask for money. If we do not give them money, they may not stop pestering us. We just took out our mobile phone and took a sneaky picture, pretending to take a picture of something else. However, the aunt seemed to know that she was being secretly photographed and walked around us in circles, trying to get closer. We were also afraid that she would come over and ask to see our phone. We felt quite uncomfortable with this situation. It has become a business, but it may also be a challenge for candid photographers to take pictures without looking like they are taking pictures. They really have to take pictures secretly. Changing lenses, sitting down to focus, or taking close-up shots would seem too obvious. If you want a good picture, you have to ask permission to take it, and you will definitely be charged. It is not just Hoi An, but many other cities as well. Most people who go to Vietnam believe that everyone wants to see the traditional culture and take pictures of it. It is as if they are visiting our home.

And most importantly, something we never expected to find here: clothing stores! Some of these stores even offer tailoring services, with beautiful and meticulous craftsmanship. They have both leather goods and clothing, all in the Vietnamese style. They love dresses, simple but elegant, perfect for the petite Vietnamese women, unlike me! 555555

The weather was pleasant during my visit, which coincided with Thailand's rainy season. While it did rain, the storms were not severe. The afternoons were hot, but the evenings brought refreshing showers, making for comfortable sleeping conditions. Occasionally, the skies would become overcast, but the rain never lasted the entire day.

You can take a boat ride, but I don't know how much it costs. I just ride around here, and I always see uncles and aunts waving me down to get on their boats. But I already have a bicycle, so I can ride anywhere. I'm more of a cyclist.

Walking around the Japanese Bridge area, I saw the Channel 5 logo on a camera. "Channel 5! They must be Thai people!" I exclaimed and rushed over to greet them. "Hello... Thai people!" I cried out excitedly. "We haven't seen any Thai people since we arrived here." They explained that they were filming a segment for Channel 5. Bangkok Airways had just started flying to Da Nang, but not yet to Hoi An. Passengers would fly to Da Nang and then take a bus to Hoi An, which was definitely closer than flying to Ho Chi Minh City. The flights started on May 25, 2016, which coincidentally was the day we entered Vietnam by bus. This was the budget and adventurous way to travel, but for those who preferred comfort, there were now flights to Da Nang. I believe only one airline offered this service, with limited flights. The website showed that flights filled up quickly, indicating high demand for travel to Central Vietnam. Most tourists typically visited Southern Vietnam due to its convenience, while Central Vietnam remained less explored due to the lack of direct flights.

Exhausted from cycling, I realized it was almost time to head back. I had woken up early to make the most of my time, and now it was time to find souvenirs. Initially, I had considered buying something else, but I had heard that Vietnamese coffee was renowned. So, I set out to find a place to buy some. I stumbled upon a market, a bustling wet market with a chaotic atmosphere reminiscent of those back home. The people wore conical hats, a quintessential Vietnamese image. However, I bought the coffee from a covered shop within the market. There were several shops selling coffee, but first, I needed a Coke to quench my thirst after a tiring morning of cycling. I bought one from a convenience store in the market for 15,000 VND (approximately $0.65 USD). Prices varied from place to place, but it didn't seem excessively expensive.

I found a place to park my bicycle where many others had parked theirs. A vendor approached me and collected a parking fee of 5,000 kip (approximately 7.59 baht). This is likely the cheapest parking fee I have ever paid. I then proceeded to explore the local market.

The bustling market was a sight to behold, teeming with life and activity, reminiscent of the vibrant markets back home. Its proximity to the river, where boats were docked and fish were unloaded, created a lively atmosphere. The air was thick with the scent of fresh produce and the sounds of vendors hawking their wares. Despite the light drizzle, the market was in full swing, with locals going about their daily business. While we couldn't understand the language spoken, the energy and excitement were palpable. We strolled through the market, taking in the sights and sounds, but refrained from making any purchases as we were on the lookout for a coffee shop.

This perspective is from the top of a large building, overlooking a covered market selling dried goods and souvenirs. I took photos inside, but they were dark and blurry, so I deleted them. The stalls are similar to those in markets back home, but this one might be the largest shopping center in Hoi An, as it also sells a lot of clothing and shoes.

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After cycling for a while, I found that there were too many shops and some things were too expensive. I only got a few items: three small bags for 60,000 baht (91.09 USD) and a doll bag for 50,000 baht (75.91 USD).

Here's a quick guide on how to buy things in Thailand. Don't worry about speaking English, just use numbers. Most vendors don't speak English and prefer using calculators. They'll punch in the price, or you can bring your own calculator to negotiate. But don't haggle too much, things are already inexpensive here. You might get a slap on the wrist! Haha. However, if you're buying from older women selling on the side of the road, they probably won't speak English or have a calculator. As mentioned earlier, they'll show you their money and point to the bill you need to pay. It's simple, classic sign language, and quite charming.

It would be great to practice basic Vietnamese as well. I have some notes written down, and sometimes the vendors understand me well. They seem happy that I can speak it, for example:

Xin chào = Hello

Thank you.

How much is it? (This is a common phrase we use after eating, replacing "How much?" with "Baoneo".)

Mak kwa = Expensive

Can you offer a discount?

Approximately 10,000

The total amount is 20,000.

30,000

1 Thai Baht equals 600 Vietnamese Dong.

In fact, I only asked for the price. I remember it clearly. After I finished eating and buying, I didn't really look at the menu.

I have to leave now. I need to collect my belongings from my room and take the sleeping bus back to Hue in the afternoon. It's a pity I couldn't stay longer. I would have loved to spend more days here cycling around. It feels safe, with lots of tourists on the night market and authorities patrolling for petty crime. Cycling alone wasn't too bad, as there weren't many cars and large vehicles are not allowed in the OLD TOWN, only motorbikes and bicycles. Most tourists rent bicycles and enjoy the fresh air and affordable prices. There are many art installations and old buildings perfect for photography. I really enjoyed it, and I would definitely come back if I had the chance. It would be even more romantic with a partner, I must say. Coming alone was a bit lonely, haha!

11:40 AM: Check out of the accommodation and then relax at the tour company with free Wi-Fi.

13.45 p.m. Take a sleeping bus back to Ve

Every journey, as the saying goes, is about the destination. However, the journey itself is equally important, and it always holds a special charm for us whenever we leave home. Traveling by car, watching the scenery pass by, the cool air outside with a light drizzle, and the cool air conditioning inside the car, makes for a comfortable sleep. However, it is important to stay awake at certain points as the car is constantly moving. It's a pity that I wasn't able to capture many of the beautiful sights in time.

It's raining, but... didn't I see this view on the way here?

Yes, the beautiful view of the green mountains is what we see when we exit the tunnel. This means we are about to pass through a car tunnel. Aaaaaah, I love it so much!

The Hai Van Tunnel, a 7-kilometer-long automobile tunnel in Vietnam, is the longest in Southeast Asia. Its name translates to "Cloud Pass Tunnel" in Vietnamese. The tunnel was constructed to shorten the travel time between Hue and Da Nang. The image depicts the return trip from a rest stop in Da Nang. As we entered the tunnel to return to Hue, a light rain fell, and the lush green mountains were breathtaking. The most enjoyable aspect of the journey was entering the tunnel. After all, there are only a few reasons why people travel.

As the evening sets in, the city of Hue comes alive. This historic city is renowned for its ancient landmarks, including palaces and temples. Visitors can explore these architectural wonders and immerse themselves in the rich history of Vietnam. In contrast, Da Nang offers a vibrant coastal atmosphere. This seaside city is known for its beautiful beaches and bustling nightlife. The third city, Hoi An, is a charming town with a unique blend of Vietnamese and Chinese influences. Its well-preserved ancient town is a UNESCO World Heritage Site and a popular destination for tourists. With its diverse offerings, Central Vietnam caters to a variety of interests, from history buffs to beach lovers.

Upon arrival, I didn't book a room in advance. Instead, I walked around the area, looking for a place to stay, just like I did on my previous visit. There were plenty of options available. I had already done some research on accommodations during my first trip, so I decided to skip the first few places I came across and keep looking for something closer to my desired location. Eventually, I stumbled upon this particular accommodation. I inquired about the price first, figuring that if it was too expensive, I could continue my search. However, the price was reasonable, so I decided to stay there without looking further. The cost of accommodations in this area is generally consistent, with a wide range of hostels and hotels catering to tourists. The place I chose cost 250,000 (approximately 379.53 baht).

The view outside is like this.

I originally planned to sleep in and not go anywhere, as I don't usually go out at night when I travel alone to stay safe. However, it was still early evening, only six o'clock, so I decided to go for a walk. More importantly, I heard that Hue has a Big C, where many people go to buy things. I only bought coffee, and I felt like it wasn't enough, so I decided to go to Big C Hue. Is it funny? I came all the way from a country with a lot of Big C stores, but I still went to Big C when I arrived in Vietnam. No, maybe there's more to it than that.

18:00 hrs. I didn't take a taxi. I saw on the map that it wasn't far, so I thought I could walk. I asked the hotel staff for directions, and I got lost a few times. I got really lost, haha. While I was lost, I tried to stay positive and enjoy the atmosphere of the city.

If you get lost, look for the rainbow-colored pub as a landmark. It's located right at the corner of the intersection, just outside the alley where your accommodation and tour company are located. After that, feel free to get lost as you please.

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Lost in thought, I walked a long distance without even hailing a taxi. Was I being overly confident? As I walked, I realized I had reached my destination. It was a good way to get some evening exercise. While walking, I kept looking around, as I usually avoid going out alone at night.

Upon arriving, I realized it was eerily similar to our Big C back home. However, the majority of products were labeled solely in Vietnamese, making communication nearly impossible. Shockingly, not a single Big C employee spoke English.

The highlight of the trip was when a staff member called me over, thinking I had done something wrong. Instead, they asked me to hold my bag for them. There were no lockers or staff to leave it with, so I had to carry it around like that. They even tied the plastic bag tightly shut, making it impossible to open. On the bus, they handed out shoe bags, and at Big C, they even gave out bags for our bags. The only things we could take out were our wallets or phones. It was confusing, holding a transparent bag wrapped around my bag while shopping. It was hilarious, but everyone else was doing it. The staff didn't speak English, and when I asked for coffee, they were confused and couldn't find it. I had to walk around and look for it myself. I ended up buying a lot of coffee and snacks, and the prices seemed cheaper than at the market in Hoi An. Plus, the bags were newer than the ones I bought at the market. I carried them all the way here, but I should have just bought them at Big C. If you're looking for souvenirs, I recommend going to Big C or other department stores. You'll get items with newer bags.

Enjoy the convenience of an escalator at home! Place your order here. The cost at Big C is 219,000 baht (332.62 USD).

On the way back, I walked back again. I walked all the way. Why am I so tough? Before going to rest in the room, I bought water and Coke to drink first. 20,000 (30.36 baht)

Upon returning to my room, I relaxed and watched TV, including Vietnamese music videos. They were surprisingly enjoyable, and I found myself watching them with pleasure while snacking. Before I realized it, it was late, and I had planned to go out for food. However, I had eaten so many snacks that I was full. I'm amused by myself; when I'm alone, there's no one to stop me. I continued watching TV and eating, even though I couldn't understand the language.

DAY 5

06:00 AM. I woke up and packed my belongings. I checked out and rushed to hail a taxi at 07:15 AM. I was worried that I wouldn't make it on time. I had read reviews that said if you find a green taxi from the Mai Linh company, you can call it without hesitation because they are honest. I was busy organizing my things and didn't pay attention to the route the taxi took. When I arrived, I quickly got out of the car, and the taxi drove away. But the place looked unfamiliar. I wondered if it was another entrance. As I looked around, I realized it was the train station. Oh no! I was dropped off at the wrong place. I had told the driver the bus station. I ran to the ticket counter, but the ticket officer didn't speak English to me. I was starting to panic because I was afraid I wouldn't make it to the 08:00 AM bus. A male station officer came over and talked to me. He then rushed to call a motorbike taxi for me and agreed on the fare, which was 30,000 VND (45.54 baht). He was very kind. After that, the motorbike driver sped off. I was in a hurry, so I didn't take any pictures of this near-miss incident.

Upon arrival, I rushed to buy a ticket, only to find out that it was sold out. What to do? I ran back to the car, but it was full. I had to take an extra car, which was driven by a Laotian. At least I could talk to him a little.

Translation:

This moment, I don't care anymore. I have to cross the country first. I have to get back to work. Luckily, I'm used to riding third-class trains and sleeping at train stations. The hardship I endured before is about to happen again on this cross-country bus. If you're not tough, you can't do it. It's just as tiring as riding a third-class train, but it's only 8-9 hours.

3:18 PM. Arrived at the Dong Ha rest stop to use the restroom. It seems to be the same place as on the way here. Used the restroom for 2,000 kip (3.04 baht). Bought a banh mi to eat as a farewell. The vendors were sitting and selling pho in front of the restrooms, and many people were buying and eating it. The driver was also eating. I was only able to talk to one Lao driver, and no one else talked to me.

11:30 AM. Picked up a female vendor. She came up to exchange money. Anyone who wants to exchange back can do so.

Who would have known that the tickets were sold out? Who would have known that we would get a special extra seat? An extra chair in the middle of the bus, traveling from Vietnam back to Thailand. It must have been very difficult for others, but how did we get through that time? We still don't know to this day. Are we really that strong? Every time we travel, all sorts of difficulties arise along the way, especially when taking public transportation of all kinds. Our fellow travelers are the ones who give us the most encouragement, especially those who are weaker, such as the elderly, children, and even newborn babies. We think to ourselves, "Hey, they're still alive and eating, sleeping, and getting by. So why can't we?" We're much stronger. And that's another reason why we often travel through hardship without even realizing it anymore when we're in a place that's really difficult. These fellow travelers are the ones who really give us a lot of encouragement. Plus, some of them even talk to us and exchange ideas along the way. This allows us to learn more about other people's lives, how they live, and how the chaos on the bus is probably their daily life.

12.00 p.m. Arrived at immigration. Surprisingly, Laos and Vietnam share the same immigration checkpoint. It was confusing, and we just followed the crowd. We bought an overtime fee ticket at the Lao checkpoint for 30,000 kip (45.54 baht) and got our entry stamp for Laos. We paid 50 baht in Thai currency. Be careful at the immigration checkpoint to ensure all the stamping procedures are completed. I absentmindedly took my passport without the officer stamping it. I had to ask the Lao driver for help to tell the officer that they forgot to stamp my passport. I had already paid for it. It would have been a disaster if they forgot to stamp it, as I wouldn't be able to re-enter Thailand. We then went to the Vietnamese checkpoint and paid 20,000 kip (30.36 baht). We started to meet other Thai people and realized there were four of us in the van: a couple, me, and another young woman. The young woman sat in the back with the luggage, saying she didn't know anyone to talk to, so she talked to the Englishman sitting next to her. The Englishman was from England and was traveling alone. The young woman was from Maha Sarakham and was also traveling alone.

After clearing immigration, it took 30 minutes, and then after a short walk, we stopped for lunch. It took almost an hour.

13:38 p.m. We passed through the checkpoint again. The officer only asked to see the passport of the foreigner who was in the car with us. She was sitting in the back seat. They didn't check our luggage or anything else.

3:38 PM. We stopped at Phalanchai to use the restroom and take a break. However, there were people getting off the bus along the way before that, causing some commotion among the passengers. We were finally able to move to regular seats at 5:00 PM.

Translation:

17:30 PM, Savannakhet. As soon as we got off the bus and put our bags down, the four Thai people looked at each other, nodded, and decided to go together. Earlier, they had been told that the Savannakhet-Mukdahan bus had just left, and if they waited, it would be another hour. So, they nodded and rushed to the skylab, following the advice of the locals to hurry so they could catch the bus to Mukdahan. Oh, including the Vietnamese guide, there were five people. They sat in the car, following the bus closely, which was hilarious. They were excited and started chatting as if they had known each other for a long time. The man said it was a very rough journey, and he was scared. He sat quietly, not daring to say anything. They witnessed the Vietnamese arguing on the bus, acting like four cross-border criminals. They were so憋屈 (憋屈: suppressed,憋屈:憋屈) that they started talking a lot.

The skylab car rental cost 300 baht. The man said he would pay for it and quickly gathered everyone's passports to submit them so that we could get on the bus on time. After that, we got on the bus and paid 50 baht for the fare to Mukdahan. Everything happened so fast that I didn't have time to take pictures with anyone. I only had a brief conversation with the couple, who were on a trip to Da Nang. The young woman, named Spoil, was 18 years old and was also traveling alone. She was very adventurous and had come to Vietnam just for fun. She had a lot of beer stored under the car, which she had brought all the way from Maha Sarakham. She was also fluent in English, so she chatted with the foreigners non-stop.

"Isn't it such a relief to finally experience this? I feel like crying tears of joy."

18:41. As soon as I got off the bus, we all went our separate ways in a hurry. We barely had time to say goodbye because the people at Mukdahan Bus Terminal were waving and asking if we were going to Bangkok. I nodded without hesitation, paid 535 baht for the bus fare, and got on the bus. After a while, the bus started moving. It lived up to its name, Amata Tour, by not stopping for a break and playing loud, upbeat music the whole time. But I was able to sleep. I've sat through worse, so I was determined to get to Bangkok no matter what.

Every journey, every review, we actually travel, not just travel and collect pictures. We like to travel around, find stories from our experiences along the way, especially the people we meet. We always bring their stories and different perspectives on life into our reviews.

I am grateful to have met kind companions on this journey. Although I was initially hesitant, I decided to give it a try. The most exciting part was crossing the border, where I was fortunate to encounter helpful individuals who assisted me both ways. Despite being strangers, a Vietnamese man who spoke limited Thai went out of his way to help me. Initially, I was wary of interacting with him due to safety concerns. He took charge of the border crossing process, even cutting the line at immigration (Lao and Vietnamese immigration officials are often disorganized, prioritizing passports with bribes). He bought me snacks, water, and paid for my bathroom expenses. He informed the driver and everyone else, "This is a Thai person, please look after her." His sole motivation was, "It's alright, Thai and Vietnamese people are brothers and sisters."

Three fellow Thais, who were also bewildered by the incomprehensible Vietnamese language, helped us drag our luggage up to the skylab from Laos. They chased after the tour bus so we could catch a ride, and even paid for the taxi. One of them, a soldier, even helped us with the border crossing on the Thai side, saving us from a long queue. All this because "we're fellow Thais, and we're so glad to meet you." On the other side, we felt like refugees who had crossed the border illegally. There was also Nong Spoil, an 18-year-old tough girl who was backpacking solo in Vietnam. She crazily bought a bunch of liquor and beer from the other side. She came alone because "I'm just stubborn. I wanted to come, and I can speak English, so I can go anywhere." Some backpackers weren't just playing around; they had quit their jobs to travel the world. But we felt like they were truly living life.

It may have been brutal, but looking back, how did I manage to do it? The more I think about it, the more fun it was. I just went for it, not knowing how I would get through it.

Approximate damage, excluding decimals. This is comparable to online values.

Translation:

The round-trip bus fare from Bangkok to Mukdahan was 1,093 baht, while the round-trip bus fare in Vietnam was 1,000 baht. Accommodation for 3 nights cost 1,137 baht (over 300 baht per night). Souvenirs cost 862 baht, and other expenses such as food, taxi fares, etc., amounted to 1,559 baht. The total cost was 5,651 baht, but it was rounded up to 6,000-7,000 baht. Even with this estimate, there was still enough money left over for delicious food, comfortable accommodation, and souvenirs, which are not usually purchased in such large quantities.

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