 | At around seven, it wasn't dark anymore, the mother of the family offered me some tea. I felt so uncomfortable coming to a new family owned casa and vomiting there all night, but I was really sick.
This kind of struggle is a 'projecting the guilt' one someone innocent. It has always existed, even today there is a large movement against foreigners in Europe and its support is frightening me.
We were Lao Cai around six o'clock but the train left only at eight. I was somehow relieved though that we had all the dangerous bus journeys behind us and that we left this lovely place soon. |
