
It was November 1st. The plan was to take an overnight train to Lao Cai (then drive to Sa Pa) from Hanoi. It was a 9 hour ride and it was a damn bumpy one. We had to walk through what seemed like the beginning of a horror movie train yard until we got to the actual train we were riding on. Equipped with A/C, my own little reading lamp and a non-functioning TV, I was excited about it all – regardless. I didn’t sleep all too well on the way there, partially because I woke up due to the silence from the train stopping.

That freaked the hell out of all us who were in the room, about 4-5 years ago – kids used to throw rocks at the windows and hijack the trains for peoples’ belongings and money. It was 2am, it was quiet and it was dark – I glance out the window to see two flashlight beams shining around, I think ‘Oh shit..’. We were stopped for about an hour and a half, no idea what was going on – I lay back down only because I know they’ve upgraded security on those trains since the hijackings but you can’t not think about those things when you’re actually there. I fall back asleep only to wake up to a knock on the door a few hours later, a lady working on the train serves us coffee. I go to the grab a cup of coffee (hot coffee, mind you) and nearly spill the scorching crap all over her. The cups, not mugs, cups..were cheap plastic Dixie cup kind of cups, you know – the kind of cups you use to rinse your mouth out at the dentist. None the less, underestimating the fragility of these cups – I squeezed a bit too hard and sent a few drips of coffee onto our friendly lady and her tray.
Pleasant wake-up, fail. Chào mừng đến với Lào cai và chào buổi sáng. OR ‘Welcome to Lao Cai and good morning.’

And two actual NON-Point and Shoot photographs from the train.

