The train ride to Hue has been interesting. We're in first class with some other fancier tours. They're paying a lot more I'm told.I took a top bunk in the cabin. It's quite chilly up here next to the air-conditioning unit. With such a narrow bed I need to lift before rotating. All just to ensure an even rotisserie freeze.
Time on the train has past without worry thanks to the copious amounts of cheap alcohol flowing. Needless to say the older Australian and English couples in the tour group have been trailblazers buying up big in preparation of the journey. We can only hope this experience and atmosphere can be repeated on our next great train rides.
Soon it'll be time for breakfast. But I don't know what our trolley lady is offering. She'll tell us something is chicken, and we'll just question in which life that was? Disturbing looking chicken dishes indeed.
But still we must have words with our cart lady! She stopped her service so early last night. We were out of ice. Jamison's on the rocks just isn't the same! Don't know if the cabin next door will ask for ice this morning to dilute, or just top up.
The train trip was a welcome end to my time in Hanoi. The days before had included a trip to Halong Bay. Sure it was a second time around. But every minute was worth it. The limestone cliffs of the islands are surreal. I even got roped into doing some pottery art during a side tour along the way.
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