in vietnam 2006
First time ever into this country. 40usd for a visa is the most i’ve ever paid anywhere, but just glad to get it.
After the Cambodian system-less exit process, the Vietnamese process seems quite logical. The first officials ask for money, even saying “money” to me, but i protest quietly that i have already paid $40 for a visa…. After about a minute, they wave me on, and i get ripped off about 50cents with another official, and then i’m in.
You would think that border towns would be bustling with activity, but perhaps because of past wars, there is nothing in sight. Many motorbike touts are telling me “10 dollars”, and i’m replying “3”. One of them stays with me, and finally, cursing under his breath it seemed, he took me to his taxi company. I wait under a low, metal roof for around 20 – 30 minutes watching the women work at stripping the sugar cane, and the men laze around in hammocks, or smoke absent-headedly.
The other 3 riders insist i take the front seat, so after a small protest, i hop in. It is a nice car, and we whiz past super-green rice and corn fields. It is probably over 2km to the first town, so it’s a good thing i didn’t carry thru with my initial idea of walking to find a cheaper taxi. 2km doesn’t sound like much, but with a backpack, and no shade in a blazing sun, it probably would’ve raisined me.
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