Yes well here I am with a few hours left in my sunny, South African comfort zone... I thought it best to create a blog with the intention of updating the fellas back home on my progress through my travels and experiences in Vietnam (This being where I shall be by the end of the week).
As an introduction and to give more color to what is about to typed out on these empty screens in the coming months I would like to give a short overview of how a silly, sarcastic and stylish girl like myself found herself next to a rather big suitcase and 6 month ticket to Vietnam...
It was a grey cold winters afternoon... when suddenly I realised it is now or never and the first step was measured in the short walk to the Google sight where the search began. Looking back now I don't think I even could imagine that this will be a reality... which it in all honesty still does not feel like.
Many have asked how I decided on Vietnam and there is simply no meaningful or impressive answer, apart from being able to utter the famous phrase "back in Nam" when referring to basically anything. Vietnam is what I found written on my heart once I realised that this is really something that I want to experience, so that was settled.
I will so far, if all goes according to plan, be an English Teacher... I actually wanted to keep this information concealed to avoid the pressure of correct spelling and impeccable grammar, o well now you all know.. Let me also mention that I will first be completing the TEFL (Teaching English as Foreign Language) course, starting Monday. Bring on the grammar.
Tonight will be my last supper with my most amazing family and this coming event has brought about the realisation that "moments can never be manufactured"- I can not try make anything more out of the last few hours than what I will be given. It is simply reliant on thankfulness of every moment shared together.
Not much else other than to speculate what my next blog will be about... Weather, scooters, accommodation does not exist ( this is a really big fear seeing as I can not actually find my 'guest house' on the Internet), booking my return asap? Well not knowing does have its charms.
