 | The ingredients of the poem which seem to be so bright because of the white are in fact the ingredients of a witches broth: In everything there is something bad, even in the goodness and shininess.
Anyway, once we arrived at the guest house the rules were explained: Washing my Jeans would be 2 dollars, a pair of socks 1 dollar and so on. I did not feel comfortable with these people.
We spent the entire day doing nothing, just waiting for the night train which would take us into the northern mountain area of Vietnam, close to the Chinese border. The train left at around ten. |
