Vietnam has been completely different from all the other countries I have visited thus far. The amount of things happening is overwhelming and far from home, but not as far as I had once imagined. Vietnam has been surprisingly convenient and modern. I was very much expecting getting around the country to be frustrating and challenging, but it seems that tour buses have taken over the transit system. The buses are still manned by insane drivers that use both lanes openly even when tanker trucks are booming towards you. I recall waking up uneasily on our 18 hour bus ride from Nha Trang to Hue because it felt as if we were going 190km/h and the buses horn was blaring. These things however, were the reason Jeremy and I đeciđed to buy some 125cc Minsk motorcycles and get places our own way. Our plan was to get from HCMC to Hanoi, a 1900km journey. Unfortunately we only made it to Nha Trang, luckily and barely. The bike trip was everything I hoped for in the beginning. The freedom of a motorcycle, the insanity of navigating across a foreign country and the mystery of knowing anything and everything could go wrong, and it đid. Going through a small town about 50km before our Nha Trang destination I noticed Jeremy wasn't following me anymore and all the locals were waving and pointing backwards. Shit. I road back in a hurry and the sight of Jeremy's bike scrambled on the ground hit me in the face. Fortunately I noticed he was up and ok. The next couple hours we were confronted by the sick feeling of "what the hell do we do" an elderly local had crashed into Jeremy and appeared to be in some pain, but nothing serious. Thankfully, his English speaking daughter was there and she settled everything with ease for us "I can make this difficult if you want to be difficult" she said. So we let her handle things considering neither of us had insurance or a license. (We were given papers by the original bike owners and told that was all we needed). It was all cleared up, but at Jeremy's expense, we both know it could have been so much worse and I feel someone was definitely watching over us that day. So we road out to Nha Trang and met Evans at the Tulip hostel. Nha Trang was pretty cool, but just a beach city. Alot of good food as we discovered, especially this place called Something Fishy owned by an Aussie named Bob. Literally frying shrimp on the Barbie from 6 to late. We had Hammerhead shark, cobia, grouper, bassa, stergion and a double decker 500gram patty and 250 gram bun burger. The MONSTER BURGER haha and all meals were under 6$ Canadian. So last night we went from Nha Trang to Hue, an 18 hour ride, on a sleeper bus. Met a couple people that were sadly not getting off where we were. Hue has been nice so far and we are going to go see the citadel today and arrange a DMZ tour for tommorow, something I know I have to see out of respect and interest.