We left Ha Giang early in the morning, starting our journey to the North pole of Vietnam–Lung Cu. We were worried the weather would be rainy, but weatherman Jim (Kevin’s dad) checked out the weather radar for our route and it looked like we had the all-clear. We saddled up […]
It’s damp and rainy outside, Kevin and Andreas are watching Game of Thrones on my laptop while I write in my journal. We’ve moved hotels now after we broke the bed on our first night in Ha Giang. I’m wearing ripped gray boxers that I refuse to throw away. […]
I just showered and borrowed a ‘Big Blue Diving’ pen from David to complete this entry. The other night we got quite drunk with the police force of this town, but I woke up feeling alright and ready to make the 115 kilometer journey from Coc Pai to Ha Giang. […]
“There’s a rock in my hand!” I yell to my friends. I’m staring up at the sky as my whole body starts to hurt… We leave Bac La in the morning enroute to Coc Pai. I’m neck and neck racing with David. The road curves up and around like a […]
“Get your shit together, we’re heading to the mountain” says David. “It’s clear, we’re leaving at 2:00 PM with or without without you guys”. I look at the mountain off in the distance and see that things have cleared up significantly. “OK” I say, hanging up the phone. It’s 1:50 […]
We keep riding after the failed robbery, deciding to spend the night in the next decent town. Mu Cang Chai it is. The ride up is breathtaking. So many cows drinking from streams and eating grass on the side of the peaceful highway. There’s few cars, we have the road to […]
We set off from Mu Cang Chai early, grabbing a coffee for the road at the same place we drank beer with the locals. It was bang-on delicious. We stop at the mechanic for an hour while they fix up Kevin’s bike. He needs a new rim for his tire […]
22:11 – 11/5/2016 – 1984 Tattoo Shop – Hanoi. David is getting a tattoo on his ass right now. It’s me, David, Laura, Andrew, and Kevin left in Hanoi as the sole survivors of the Bacon Ninja Cats crew. The crew is dissolving in the ether of travel, like sugar […]
I knew things were off. I had a bad feeling about this from the moment we set foot in that cafe. Now we’ve been taken down the road to a dusty restaurant by this weird Vietnamese guy in an orange jacket. We’ve bandaged Andreas up. He crashed his motorbike in […]
My armpits smell. I’m wearing a sweaty Koh Rong pub crawl tank top right now, and my blue Nike athletic shorts. We’ve made it only 30 kilometers out of Hanoi–I normally drive further than that to get IN-N-OUT Burger. Technically, we’re still in the Hanoi metro. After such a long […]