What’s in your fanny?

Cannot believe it’s march already. No!!!! I want to post some things about Vietnam, but alas, I find myself without access to wi-fi, which means I can’t upload any photos. I’m sure in Saigon the internet will be much better and I’ve got tons to tell.

To get you through the empty times, I will let you know that I have finally come to the realization that I must travel from now on with… a fanny pack. Yep, I left my debit card in the ATM, and I said, “FUCK! I need to be more organized.” I am on the lookout for a good one. If anyone knows of a good fanny store in South Vietnam, let a sista know.

As far as everything else is going…. I have been breaking all the rules: eating street food, sitting on toilet seats, drinking stuff with ice in it, having unprotected sex with strange Vietnamese men, etc. I even donated my bed sheet to a hostel, so now I am at the mercy of every hotel’s bed sheets and whatever germs may come with. I’m living on the edge, I tell ya.

Oh, and i ate a shrimp on accident. I told the lady, “No fish, no meat.” It’s like they don’t speak English over here or something.

More to come very soon…