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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