My friend, David, had heard that Hue is particularly stunning at night by rickshaw, so we piled upon the rickety shaw and were arduously peddled by a wheezing old man for miles upon miles through the old Emperor’s stomping grounds.
This is particularly hilarious given that both David and I are about six feet tall and barely ONE of us would fit upon the vehicle, let alone two. Poor driver.
Through the night we whizzed– or rather, creaked along at one kilometer per hour, terrified at any moment that our human engine would expire. Over the multicolored-lit bridge we trundled, motorcycles zooming by us and gushing wind through our hair. My abs hurt from trying not to crush my kind friend with my ponderous weight.
“They turned off the pretty lights to save on electricity during low season,” explained the driver in Vietnamese to David.
Good times in Hue! Stay tuned for a massive article on price gouging which is halfway finished, pending technology.
Ahh I do hope I can find a place to fix my dear own motorcycle-maimed computer soon! We are in Halong Bay now, but in a few days I shall arrive in Hanoi and seek the flashiest and most effective looking computer store in the capital.