Vang Vieng: Jewel Blue Lagoons
Vang Vieng.
It has been awhile since I last posted and I’ve decided to revive this sleeping virtual space once again since life got in the way many moons ago.
A quick search on google shows you blue lagoons, party scenes, countryside, tubing and varies exhilarating activities. These depictions were accurately true. Years ago, I was still a young, carefree, wild, risky; life of a party…
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Paldea Pokémon Centers are convenient and streamlined, but I miss the café/pub ambience that they had in Alola and Galar (I always felt happy going inside an Alola PC and hearing the special music) and honestly I think it’s inhumane to make poor Joy stand there with no protection from windchill in such a breezy outfit. She really does look like a konbini/gas station worker rather than a nurse which seems like a demotion!
I wish at the PCs in snowy locations she had a nice warm parka and leggings on. I wish she had a SEAT!
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have a trip planned for this summer and I'm so so excited and I'm anxious too about everything but wow I've been living for so long just going through the motions that days seemed to pass through me until they'd trickled down to weeks and then months since I got too sick to live on my own and now it feels like the wait is so long I really was meant to travel I wish I had the money to do it more
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and to inaugurate my new posts line :
tips for staying in hostels:
(I had my first hostel experience in Brisbane this week and here's what I whish I knew beforehand)
have compartments in your bag ! you won't have a lot of space in your locker and likely no shelves, so it's a lot easier to have multiple small bags in a bigger one : for showering, going in the city, dirty clothes...
don't be shy and go up to people, if they don't want to talk you'll see it very quickly and if they want to you'll have a lot more fun and can meet lots of nice people!
look up the reviews and photos to have a general vibe of the hostel: some are a lot more friendly/welcoming while others are viewed just as a place to sleep, it all depends on your preference
think about how comfortable you are with sleeping/living with strangers, possibly of mixed genders, and book accordingly! (usually there's a female only option, for the same price or just a couple more dollars than the mixed dorm)
don't be hesitant about using the amenities (shared kitchen, dining area, etc), you paid for them and no one is judgemental! (I have anxiety and was quite scared but it worked out very well!)
idk how helpful this is gonna be but just in general don't be scared everyone's super nice and helpful! (be careful though, if you don't feel comfortable leave or ask the reception to change rooms!)
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[ all the light switches are on the outside of the rooms in my uncle's house and i am lowkey losing my mind
they also are like. hoarders? there's so much junk that the house, which is honestly quite large for being this close to tpe, feels cramped. my inner ac/nh freak is constantly on a fight or flight response.
family is a multiple choice question and i have always sucked at those 😅 at least there's a huge tv in every room i can plug my switch into. b0tw2: mad max, babey i am ready for u ]
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Hostel-hopping
Last year when I came back from travelling, my neighbour said ‘well, you must have been doing it on the cheap’, and wondered at how I could afford it.
Odd comment aside, this is true. Of course I stayed in some shocking accommodations and returned with no money.
‘Worst arrival experience’ prize can be given to the hostel pictured. With a modern art museum looking hallway in a bright yellowish green colour, the sense of unease crept in. When I burst into the dorm, it was empty of people... but not of cold meats.
Salami, pepperoni slices, beef salami and for some reason, gummy worms were strewn all over the floor. One bed was safe, the rest were covered in tobacco and coins.
The hostel receptionist arrived to show an older lady up to the dorm, and said to me ‘how have you done this to the room already?’
I replied that he couldn’t let the old lady can’t stay here and that we need to get a broom. For some reason I didn’t arrange to change rooms that night, as the smell of raki covered the table (maybe explaining the person’s messy exit) and soggy towels gave a general feeling of dampness. I did take the coins though.
The rest of the trip was a mix of incomparably better hostels and also some situations I could’ve left earlier.
Writing this from the warmth of my parents home, I sometimes miss the excitement of braving it through a shitty hostel: waking up to loud snoring, guys trying to sell drugs from their dorm bed, or extra charges for ridiculous things.
What a rush you get from retelling bad hostel stories to new friends over a game of cards and whatever tea previous travellers left! Wouldn’t have swapped it for the world.
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