In just three weeks I’ll be off again – and though that seems the story of my life, it will be the last trip on the cards for at least a year. Money making beckons.
So where am I off to? Somewhere I feel most alive – Asia. After my mega, sight-seeing laden trip to Europe in May, I am craving a trip where I can just experience the life and the culture rather than lining up for sights. I’ll be starting in Thailand, heading through Laos, staying in Vietnam and ending, of course, in Singapore.
The bit I am most nervous about is going back to Ho Chi Minh City. And I’m not really sure why. I last visited in 2008, still a relative newbie to travelling – and certainly not solo travelling. I think that my first memory of Ho Chi Minh – where I found myself standing at a five way roundabout with no traffic lights and what seemed like a million scooters coming at me – is some thing that will never leave me. And although I’ve been back to Vietnam, Hanoi’s traffic is nothing compared to the sheer panic-inducing volumes that I will be encountering in HCM.