Night Train to Lao Cai

"What the fuck?" Anger is not uncommon to me, but it takes a little while to burn.  YuppieNomad has no such problem -- she was already on fourth gear.

"Are you kidding me? Listen buddy, this is your problem [jabs finger] not ours [jabs again], so either get us a cabin for three or we're staying put here." She sat down. Blowingbubbles and I sat down. "No - don't talk to me. We paid tickets for 3 bunks in the same cabin -- the same cabin. And now you're saying other people are in our bunks? I don't care. I do not care. Your problem buddy. Not mine." She glared. I glared. We all glared.  Well, I smiled a little cause I didn't want to seem rude. The train conductor was crestfallen.

Trust me, it was funny. Particularly when we both argued in broken Vietnamese, utilizing a hot-pot of accents unintelligible.

In the end, after more yelling, shaking of heads, finger wagging, cabin doors slammed, we got three beds in the same train compartment.  I felt bad for the Vietnamese guy and his wife who had to be downgraded a class (as we took their seats)...

But the morning came, and we were a whiff again from China. Yunnan to come, but only after we all swallowed our malaria pills.

It's always good to have the YuppieNomad on your side! I wouldn't want YupNo to wag her fingers at me! She's full of rage!

...In a good way.

Posted by: Sharon | June 13, 2006 at 05:57 PM

Yeah - I'm glad she's with me too!

Posted by: j.fisher | June 22, 2006 at 01:56 AM