Nha Trang to Saigon
- Driving through bumpyville again (seems to be a few of those towns)
- The toilet stop. In a queue. Got to the squat cubicle. Except there wasn't even a hole in there. Apparently we were meant to just pee on the floor and then the lady came away and mopped it up every hour. I couldn't quite bring myself to wee on the floor so waited for the one with a hole. I never thought I'd be so relieved to see a hole in the ground to pee in.
-The snooring man. He was from Manchester. Bloody northeners...
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