My trip to #Vietnam with @Contiki was unreal. It was one of
my few trips I went on alone and it was well worth it. Vietnam was magical to
me - from all angles including spiritual.
I can't put it into words but i'll try. The people in my group were
phenomenal. Although we were only together for a few weeks, I have made friends
for life including these two brothers from South Africa who treated me like
their own family.
The country in the south was sweltering hot, but I loved it
as it felt cleansing. This picture has
an interesting story. While floating
down the Mekong Delta, deep, we stopped off at the river bank and walked
further into the jungle. We arrived at this straw hut/building where they
showed us how they make rice paper, snake whiskey, and more. In this picture they were showing us how they
make rice crispies (not for the company, but as a snack). Really cool to watch. The fun begins here.
While watching this fascinating process, I
noticed water dripping down my face and my arms. Although it was humid as hell,
there was a bit too much sweat rolling off of me. Next thing you know, I felt the urge to go to
the toilet. Fortunately, there was a toilet nearby shielded by a see through
bamboo door. Unfortunately, it wasn’t very private. So picture this: me, in the Mekong Delta,
sweating bullets, trying to sit on this toilet wedged against the wall of some
bamboo room while outside everyone was watching a presentation on how to make
tea and rice crispies. While I thought it would be a small ordeal, what ensued
while I sat on that toilet cannot be described in words.
I had diarrhea. And not the simple kind. But the kind in which you wonder where all of
this stuff is coming from. I even
wondered if my intestines were coming out.
It seemed never ending. Almost
like some sort of comedy movie. Kind of like a clown car in which clowns keep coming out of it to no end - except these weren't clowns. I had to
flush multiple times and to this day am thankful the flushing power of the
toilet was so strong considering we probably weren’t even near any normal
sewage or plumbing lines. I was very
thankful I had brought along with me about 20 wet wipes as they came in
handy. I massacred that place.
Afterwards, I calmly walked out and rejoined
my group, pretending like the rice crispies presentation was fun. In reality however, I was already wondering
what would happen next, considering the boat we were about to board for the
next two hours had no bathroom…..
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