Today was the bus journey from hell…
We were told it would pick us up from our hotel at 10am and get to Can Tho at 5 pm.
It got to 10.30 and we were worried they’d forgotten so we rang the company who sent a Tuk Tuk to collect us and take us to the bus station. Upon arriving, they told us the bus actually leaves at 11 and all the signs around the city that advertise “10am departure” are wrong – seriously?
Anyway, we waited until 11 with a no show. It eventually turned up at 11.45 and we were furious. We crossed the border into Vietnam which took the best part of an hour and then got dumped at another bus station in Ha Tien.
Apparently, the person who sold the ticket missed out the minor detail that we’d have to wait in this city for 2 hours. But again, that bus was late and we set off at 4.15 for a 4.5 hour journey. The driver was completely erratic and it was no surprise that half the people on board were sick. We came near to death about 10 times when he was on the wrong side of the road, driving straight towards another truck. Oh, and the 16 seat bus had 20 people which was completely on it without air conditioning; it was a nauseating journey.
Some little kid was sick on Ollys bag and I was so angry I questioned the parents who stared at me blankly, making me even more mad. Olly also had a go at the person sat next to him who kept kicking my bag and when he lit a cigarette in the bus, we were so angry we wound the window down so it all blew in his face!!! And, he was playing music on loud speaker so I was on the verge of playing Justin Bieber mega loud to annoy the rest of the Vietnamese population.
As you can see, we were both in a foul mood, and reasonably so. So much for a short post, but I needed to rant.
Don’t worry, we arrived safely in the poshest hotel ever and we’re now mega happy. A butler carried our bags to the room and it has free dressing gowns, slippers, complimentary drinks and toiletries as well as a dial by the bed to turn everything on and off.
Al and Ol xxxxxx