Freebird: Hoi An, Da Nang, Vietnam
This morning I took my first flight in months. I havenβt skipped anything in my travels since November. Every inch of the countries I tread were by the road giving me the full feeling of every piece. The plane skips all that, but it was necessary to see what I wanted to see. Iβm here for a good time, not a long time.
Breakfast.
How fitting.
I donβt make this stuff anymore. I just document my life at this point ππͺ§
ARRRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHH
So cute.
WHERE IS MY BAG.
I took this picture of something for completely different reasons. It seems so appropriate feeling though. βRight for right now. Later will take care of itself. It always does.β
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Okay, bikes are cool, but I kinda wanna ride one of these!
Cheaper than the hostel and I get two beds. Whose trying to join me? π
Lovely views.
Only knock-offs? CMONNNN
Bikes on bikes tickles me π€
But who is Banhβ¦
Okay, why so many people. Gotta go.
Itβs so much more bearable at night.
Actually, itβs kinda cute.
I actually think black cats are good luck at this point. I scratched him a few minutes earlier and then he was on top of my bag. What kind of signs should I read into now? π π
Is this a sign? lol.
This is an actual sign.
Do I post too many photos? Short and sweet? Long and intriguing? Asking for a friend.