Thursday, December 13, 2012

Random

As amazing as some of the mini tours have been, sometimes the best ways to experience a country is through the normally routine things in life.

For example - getting a haircut at a small roadside barbers. Shoes off, then sit legs extended on a couch rather than a chair, listening to the banter between barbers (not that I could understand) along with Vietnamese pop music. Or the bus to Dalat which slowly wound its way up and down hillsides while navigating around massive potholes on roads that sometimes were barely there (Kenyan roads I call them now - my Dad will know what I mean!).

Russians apparently are the equivalent of Brits on Ryanair holidays - taps aff, tattooed, loud, on the hunt for their own food rather than local. Congregated at the beach though so all good :)

Went to this great pub last night with not a soul inside except the owner. Drank beer and played Connect 4 with him at the bar and bantered. He beat us almost every single time. And the Pixies were playing on the stereo. It was awesome.

I drank weasel coffee today. The weasel eats the coffee berry, and shits out the the bean. And it was delicious rocket fuel.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

Mmm weasel poop coffee