A brief report of my trip in Vietnam . .
It's Independence day in Ho Chi Minh. The city itself is an ongoing party, and everyone is celebrating. Clichés converge at this navel of the world. You almost want to laugh, but you can't help feeling these Vietnamese know more about having fun than we do. I had a lot of their infamous 'Beef Noodle' from here, and the red meat sweetness breaks open in my mouth. It even smells red. One more thing to mention before i forgets, of the many myths that mushroomed from the carnage of this land, the coffee here is just pure class. My caffeine addiction is hitting up my veins again.
I wish I could stay longer, but my work back in Malaysia kinda reminds me of my time here has come to an end . . .
that's it? 8 bloody days overseas and all you could tell us is about beef noodle and coffee?????!!!!! Or is that what you did the whole trip over there?? just makan izzit???LOL!!!
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