This is where the overnight bus broke down on the way to Nha Trang.
Posted Thursday, 29 June 2006 |
|  | | | We pondered and doodled and chatted for a bit, and then, like in Lord of the Flies, or something, we overran the service station, put all their beer in the freezer and plugged in our iPod speakers. After a cold beer and some recent choons our predicament seemed less of a challenge and more of a socialising opportunity. Until I actually spoke to the sour-faced Spanish girl next to me whose miserable demeanour matched her expression. | | Comment on this entry | | | Diary engine © pineapplecharm.com, 2005-2026 I want one! |
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