Welcome to ‘Nam, Ya!


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Luckily, we found ourselves with a quick break from school soon after we arrived. After a half day of training, we packed our bags and headed to the airport to make our way Hanoi, Vietnam. To say out loud, “I’m going to Vietnam”, is super weird. Growing up, all you heard of regarding Vietnam was the war. Certainly not a leisurely weekend getaway. This is what travel does to you. It breaks down a conception, and replaces it with the reality. I now think of something completely different than protesting hippies and old photos of my grandfather in his uniform.

Our flight was slightly delayed which was no biggie, but I have never been so cold in my entire life as I was on that plane. I looked like a crazy person with both my arms and legs tucked into my black body con dress.

All U.S. citizens need a visa to enter the country. The process wasn’t too bad. After about an hour or so of waiting and filling out a form stating the entirety of my life and family, we were ready to be on our way. We stayed tucked down a little alley way in the Old Quarter neighborhood of the city at the Old Quarter View Hostel (highly recommend by the way!). We arrived around midnight, completely beat. There was about 100 people in my room, with a naked 60 year old man snoring his life away in the bunk below me, but the best was so comfy! I could’ve lived in it. I would trade that twin size mattress for the cardboard queen I have in my apartment. You can’t beat $6 a night including free hot breakfast and free toothbrush. I can’t barely buy a crap toothbrush for $6 in the U.S.

The next morning, we had to be up bright and early for our bus ride to Ha Long Bay. Everything since I left the states has gone so smoothly, so clearly some slight scares where in store. We waited right outside our hostel on the street corner for our bus to arrive. It was five minutes past our schedule pick up, so I ran back in to use the WiFi to see if they had tried to contact us. OF COURSE, they had sent me an email, stating they were at our hostel, couldn’t find us and would have to leave. After a quick freak out, and a scramble to contact the company without cell service, our guide arrived. We had to taxi to the bus that was sitting on the side of the road waiting for us. Opps! You can imagine the stares we received as we boarded.


The ride was about 3-4 hours. A little bumpy, but I always enjoy being able to gaze out the window for hours in a new place with unfamiliar views. A few bumps was totally worth it, once we made it to the port and boarded our ship. Ha Long Bay is one of the seven new natural wonders of the world and rightfully so. With almost 2,000 limestone islands sprouting up all through the water. It is beauty unlike I’ve ever seen before. The islands were created around 500 million years ago from volcanic activity and earthquakes. We could not have had more perfect weather or a more comfortable temperature. It literally felt like Santa Barbara in May. It was a nice change from the extreme heat of Bangkok.

Side note: All the facts in the post are thanks to our awesome tour guide Jackie, like Jackie Chan as he would say. He was so cute, helpful and kind. He said “Ya” after every single sentence. I’m not sure why, but it is extremely funny when I was drunk and I couldn’t keep myself from laughing.

That evening we took a smaller boat out to what was basically a floating shack where we hoped into kayaks. It was crazy to see a family lived on this floating dock. Somehow they had electricity and were watching the movie “Pearl Harbor” on the flat screen. The had the two cutest puppies running around. I tried to tell myself they were pets, not food… but that probably wasn’t the truth. The water is really blue there, but not crystal clear like it would be in the Caribbean. The amount of trash in the water was the only down fall. It is this beautiful wonder, it should be taken care of.


Once we were finished kayaking, we hoped back into the smaller boat. Jackie said if we wanted to swim he “prepared the lemon” in case anyone hopped in and was stung by a jelly fish. As you can imagine, everyone opted out of that. The jellyfish i saw look over the rail of the boat were bigger than my head.

The food on the boat was amazing!!! Like the best little fried spring rolls I’ve ever had. We had to be up bright and early the next morning (Again! I swear I will never get to sleep in over the next six months. All good though, I’ll sleep when I’m dead.) First, we stopped at Titop Island, which got its name from some Russian guy. Sorry, Jackie, I wasn’t listening for that part. We hiked 400 steps to the top. The view was totally worth the exercise.

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Next we headed to Surprising Cave which was discovered in 1902. I had been to caves in the U.S. like Cumberland Caverns in Tennessee, but this place was so big and magnificent, it put everything else I have seen to shame.


Later, we made our way to the private island we were staying on for the evening. A long dock lead us to our little bungalows, stilted in the sand. It was the U.S. version of glamping, which is what I am all about. We decided to head into Cat Ba with two Australian girls we had met and do some motorbiking. It was like 5 USD, to rent the bike for two hours. Everything in Vietnam was so cheap! Local beers were less than $1 a piece, which can be dangerous. Of course, the bike Hannah and I had was on E, so we had to stop at a “petrol” station. We drove through the craziness of Cat Ba, where I saw a restaurant that had dog and cat on the menu *tears*. Once we were more in the secluded area, it was truly a sight to be seen. As we rode up the hills you could feel the temperature completely drop. Everything was this intense green color with a backdrop of the soft blue hues created by the water and sky.

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Soon, our group had been separated. We rode around thinking they had taken a different turn. After driving in circles, we were unable to link back up, so we just continued our ride. When 4 P.M had rolled around, we started to worry. We later found out our friends had taken a tumble and had to go to the hospital to get bandaged up and even stitches. The man we rented the bikes from was freaking out they were hurt, but freaking out even more than the bike was laying on the side of the road with the key in it. We probably should’ve choose the safer option and soaked up the sun on our little island, but this leads to a better story. Luckily, we were able to have our rental guy translate to our boat taxi back to the island what had happened and he waited for them to return. So nice! I know he was on a time schedule, but he waited for the other girls to make it back.


The water baby/beach bum that I am was sad to leave Ha Long Bay, but I was excited to see one last sunrise and get back to enjoy Hanoi! Hanoi was a crazy, hectic maze of bars and markets. It was easy to get lost in, but in a good way. After dinner, we discovered the coolest little night market. We headed back to the hostel to enjoy a few beers, ran into our new European friend then headed up to bed, for yet again another morning headed back to Bangkok.

Overall opinion of Vietnam: I ABSOLUTELY loved it there. Even with a few hiccups, I have nothing negative to say. I would definitely go back and recommend everyone take a trip once in their life!

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Two of my favorite moments.

  1. Drinking a “333 Premium Export Bear” which my Grandpa drank daily as an Army Ranger who served to terms in the Vietnam War. A veteran and my hero!
  2. After talking with one of our Australian friends, she said she taught a camp in Hendersonville, NC for a few summers and would take her kids to Charleston. She said “Have ever been to Charleston?” I was like, “Um, yea I only lived some of the best years of my life there.” It is little things like this that remind you that world isn’t all the big.


Now to the music!! Unrelated to my Vietnam experience, but I am super into this new guy Lauv. His weird advertisement constantly comes up on my Spotify constantly and says “Hey Asia, its Lauv.” So Hey America, here is Lauv! Enjoy.

Still waiting for my “Oh Shit” Moment


Some of my goodbyes were filled with tears. But after three states and multiple cities, by the end I had no more tears to cry. I was ready. I wouldn’t say most people in my life would use “calm” as the first to word to describe me, but that’s what I was. Saying goodbye – calm, packing up my life – calm, getting on the plane – calm, landing in Bangkok – calm. I’m still waiting for my “Oh Shit” moment to slap me in the face, but maybe it never will. Maybe this is truly what I’m suppose to be doing.

Now onto the story. I wish I had some crazy travel insanity to share, but I don’t. My ATL>LAX>ICN>BKK flight was such a breeze. No delays, no lost luggage. Only complaint was my never ending middle seat, but even then, I watched good movies and slept like a baby, so I don’t even want to be a brat and include that as a downfall.


I left Atlanta on Thursday, October 19th. I landed in Bangkok on Saturday, October 21st. We spent most of our first night in Bangkok overcoming jet lag, which was definitely needed. I mean, hey I have six months to explore. We did a quick cruise around our hostel, just to take it all in.


Thennnnn, the least chill taxi ride of my entire existence occurred. So we live in Bang Yai, Nonthaburi. About a 30-45 minute (ish) cab ride Northwest of the city. We were like “Oh it’s chill, we have to name and what we think is in the address in Thai from Google Maps.” It wasn’t that simple. Our cab driver spoke not a word of English. Why should he? He does live in Thailand after all. We were the ones making it difficult for him most likely. We had no way to even pull up a new map on our phone because they were both not set up for service. No calls could be made. No texts. Nothing. Almost 2 hours later, we finally arrive. I thought I was just going to die from pure anxiety while Hannah was one slammed brakes and speed bump away from puking. I mean the cab smelled of moth balls and fingernail polish remover, so can you blame us?

Once we arrive, we have to wait and wait on our landlord’s dad (weird, I know) to come let us into our apartments. We come to find out only ONE will be ready. Thankfully Hannah is the an angel and let me take the first room. I needed to like unpack and organize for my psyche. We ended up being roommates for over a week. We did tell our landlord we wanted to share a place, so this was our moment i guess.

The apartment is great! Super close to school. Clean. Great pool, and sunbathing roof. But, my teeny apartment just still doesn’t feel like home which is the hardest part of being here, I think. My rooms have always been filled with paintings, twinkle lights, tapestries, all my lil’ knick knacks, Widespread Panic prints and a million photos. Oh, and Drake waiting for me in my bed. Everything is bare and my couch looks like it a diner booth from the movie Grease. It needs a little more Kara touch.

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(If anyone wants to help out in that department ;), my address is 9/302 Plum Condo Bang Yai Station, Moo 10, Banrak-Pattana, Bang Buathong, Nonthaburi, Thailand, 11110)

—I know I’m supppper uber behind on my posts. But I finally got WiFi in my apartment and into the groove of things. I will be posting my life back in school as well as my adventures to Vietnam in the next few days. STAY TUNED!—–

I miss you all. I’m happy. Super friggin happy. Are you?


On my last trip, I was in the midst of a mental breakdown and the toughest experience I ever had to go through, but I powered through. I listened to this Spotify Playlist on repeat every single day of that trip. whether it was during solo strolls in the streets of Barcelona or morning yoga in Morocco. It made me happy and I always felt at peace as the notes streamed through my earbuds. Maybe it will do the same for you….