...so blah blah blah...nits. Ok.
[Read the previous post before this one.]
The guide then informed us we had 15 mins free time to look at another pagoda. Whoopy do. But it turned out to be the secret squirrel one mentioned in the last post. This time it was the real deal. Curvy rooves, big statues, clouds of incense and monks running amok.
We made the most of our few minutes for photo ops.
Kyra had opted out of this one and had accompanied Ruby back to the boat. We traipsed down the hill after them and reboarded the boats to take the long slow trip back to the bus.
But who should we met half way? "remember me? You buy beer?". This time she was in a boat and we said no and were accompanied all the way back, but to her credit she eventually stopped asking for us to buy things.
We had also been asked by the guide to tip the women rowing the boats. After paying $30 a head and having a pretty disappointing time we tipped minimally and one of the women then started grabbing and pushing Kyra because she hadn't tipped enough.
Everyone, including the nomads was feeling ripped off soundly and we got back on the bus and headed back to Hanoi.
To cap it all, we got thrown off the highway thanks to a big accident and had a tortuously slow ride home.
Good old Ruby vommed on the floor again, but we left it there this time.
Got back to the hotel for our last night in Hanoi. Finished off by grabbing pork baguettes (like a kebab), steamed pork buns and a few beers and eating in the hotel room.
Looking forward to flying out tomorrow for places new.
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