i was going to do it. i’m serious. i had every intention of going home. i was all packed up and leaving for the airport in just 2 hours. i decided my last hours in hanoi should be spent over at beer corner. this is where i could nurse my hangover and get my last bit of people watching in. that’s when i spotted jonathan…
i walked over to say hello but he seemed quite shy so i smiled and went back to my original seat. that’s when his friend roped me back in. we all got to chatting and as it turns out, they are at the very beginning of their one month, motorbike, vietnam road trip. AMAZING.
now this is the kind of trip i could get down with. bikes, boys and a beautiful country. too bad i had to leave. like NOW.
this is when they offered to buy me a new plane ticket home if i would join them.
the conversation went like this:
“you should join us!!”
“i really can’t, i have to go home”
“why, do you have a job?”
“then why do you have to go home”
“well, i guess i don’t have to”
“then stay, we’ll get you a new plane ticket home”
now i know this sounds crazy and that’s because it was. whatever, i came to get down and these dudes seemed like pros. except for jonathan, this was his first motorbike trip. instead of hopping on the back of his bike, i hopped on the back of andrews. andrew is jonathan’s boss, a retired road racer and overall badass. so, i ditched my shit, bought some gear and hopped on. split decisions are the best decisions.
these are a few photos from my extended month in vietnam. there were 6 bikes in total, around 4000 kilometers of distance traveled, one crash (ouch) and some of the most amazing people i have ever encountered. sometimes, i think i must be one of the luckiest girls around 🙂