The 2nd country I came to when I ventured out of Europe and started my love Affair with South East Asia.
The 1st one that I fell in love with.
& one that will always have a special place in my heart.
It’s coming up to a year and a half since I first came to Vietnam. It’s taken longer than intended. But I have finally made it back. So as I’m sat here in a Cafe in Da nang enjoying the coffee I’ve fantasied about since I left. It seemed like the perfect time to look back on something I wrote on one of my many long bus journeys the first time I was here but never ended up posting.
Sometime in January – 2018 (on a bus between Mui ne & Dalat)
Some ramblings of my inner thoughts expressed into words and stored on the “notes” app on my iPhone
A lot of my random thoughts end up here. It’s like a place to store a written version of the crazy train of thoughts that passes through my mind. Thoughts that I attempt to express into words. But decide to hold on to and keep to myself for one reason or another….. Although these particular words weren’t held back like most. They were momentarily lost due to a technical issue and rediscovered at a later date.
I fell in love with Vietnam, and after I returned home for the 1st time for my nephews 1st birthday. I left again with plans to travel to a few other countries and then go back to Vietnam. As usual my plans changed and I fell in Love with another country. So it took a lot longer to make it back.
My mum was always asking when I was going to return to Vietnam. It felt like every time I was thinking of heading back, something would happen to make me change my plans.
I started to wonder, when I finally made it back how would I feel about the country? I’d changed a lot and experienced a lot of new and different things in the time since I left.
When I finally made it on a flight to Vietnam. I felt like a very different person than the one who left Vietnam just over a year earlier. I’d just experienced a year in which I feel maybe I’d changed more than in any other 1 year period in my 27 years of life.
But as I’m sitting here a week into my time back in Vietnam. I’ve realised however much I have changed, my love for this country hasn’t altered.