After weeks of torturous travel through sandy beaches, misty mountain, and plates of spring rolls we finally made it to Sa Pa they main mission of heading North in Nam. It was a hard journey. I'm not going to lie, there were times when I was scared and had to take a minute to hold myself and cry in a dark cold corner; this pain, like all pain passed.
Sa Pa is a beautiful hill station in the North shit flinging distance to China and full of ethnic minorities trying to sell you super over priced everything. They are so cute though its hard to say no. I WANT TO HOLD THERE LIL FACES!
The good (coffee with Jaimesons)
The bad.
The ugly (I just wanted to put a picture of a gross used Q-tip on the internet... this is how I accomplished it yaaa!)
And the hangover.
Cock
See why people like Sa Pa?
We spent a day cruising the countryside on motorbikes getting lost, staring a big rocks, waterfalls, and not dying... which was super cool, I like when I don't violently plummet of a cliff to my death!
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