Rewinding just a bit... The 'we' was me and a pair of French travelers, Peter and Natalie, whom I had met that morning at the Sam Neua bus station, back in Laos. Both wearing rather matching, fairly amusing, and thoroughly French pairs of pantalounes. Being the only foreigners on the 3 hour mini-bus ride to the Vietnamese border (through areas that I termed 'the most middle of nowhere I've been to so far on the trip') we made quick friends. The border crossing was trivial (the Lonely Planet had mentioned that this wasn't a crossing frequented by foreigners... or anyone, really) as the guys on the Laos side seemed politely bored, while the Vietnamese authorities seemed genuinely excited just to have someone to talk to.
Now, on the Vietnam side, our definitive (and only) source of information, the Lonely Planet, once again warned that transport options were 'scarce'. Well, scarce is better than none, so we'll find something, right? As it turned out, the options were limited to a Minibus to Guonson (the next town over, about 60km away) for $10 each, to catch a bus to Haoni from there and a bus arriving here at 1PM and leaving for Hanoi... sometime. Naturally, we waited for the bus, which arrived... and the driver promptly declared that he'd be going to Hanoi tomorrow at noon. The minibus was now out too as the bus from Guonson also leaves at 1. So we sat around, having lunch and playing cards in the afternoon sun waiting to either spend the night at this 'frontier outpost; or for another transport option to turn up. Eventually one turned up in the form of a minivan who could take us to Ninh Binh (~100km away from Hanoi) for $300 - I countered with $45, they declined, we went back to playing cards.
And an hour later, our truck showed up from the Laos side - after a bit of negotiating and explaining that we were, in fact, willing to just ride in the back, we had a ride! For $25 too (well, as it later turned out, the driver had expected $25 each, but that wasn't in the cards for him). The ride was pretty bumpy - the roads in Vietnam are narrow, windy, and beat up all the way till you get to the bigger cities near the coast. The only other vehicles you see on the road are other trucks, jeeps (a lot of both being older Soviet models), and a constant stream of motorcycles. The road is also quite scenic, as you get a succession of limestone karsts and cliffs on all sides, with peaceful green rice paddies all around, rivers flowing through, and huts, perched high on stilts to avoid being flooded during the rainy season. Considering that I did have plenty of space to stretch out, the ride was arguably more comfortable than several of the buses (and airplanes) I'd been on so far on the trip. And about 7 hours later, we arrived in Thanh Hoa and actually ended up staying in a rather nice hotel room for our troubles!
Going back a bit further still, a few images from Laos:
This afternoon, off to beautiful Haulong Bay for a couple of days of sight-seeing, and, perhaps, scuba diving!
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