What I will not miss



Today I am leaving Vietnam.

What I will not miss.

  • The humid heat slapping you in the face as wet and hot cloth
  • The mold
  • The rising waterlevels when the rain is pouring down
  • The rats
  • The endless sweating
  • The gaudy signs everywhere in the street causing complete visual cacophony
  • The aftertaste of MSGs
  • That all seems always impossible, even though it always gets sorted out
  • The traffic, where no one bothers about the effect of their moves on others.
  • The beach full of waste
  • The stench of sewerage, drains and decay
  • The noise of tool oud and bad quality amplifiers
  • The off-tune karaoke singing in the neighbourhood
  • The stale smell of a room damaged by mold
  • The movement of windows under the pressure of a Category 1 typhoon
  • The sensation of plastic bags touching you while swimming in the sea.
  • My communication barrier because I never managed to get a grip on the 6 tones of this language
And yet, the absence of all of this, will still make me miss Vietnam.


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