Like father like daughter. We like beer. Probably the only thing that brings us together. This is my dad's second visit in Vietnam. He was in Taiwan for 2 weeks and decided to stop by and visit.
yum, beer
I was trying to obtain a work visa for a while, it was supposed to take 2 weeks but it took almost 4. I faxed Jet Star airlines my documents from the visa office claiming they had my passport and that I needed to go to Da Nang, the representatives I spoke to said it was alright and would add a note in the system about my documents and its approval. I got to the airport and bam...no go, no note in the system, and the airport officials had to follow the regulations that no foreigner could travel without a passport or a letter from their own country or Vietnam's embassy. Shit. So I lost my flight and left my dad to go to Da Nang by himself and I was really worried. My dad isn't a traveler, he's a follower, he likes tours and activities, and transport planned for him. But he was brave enough and said that he'd be alright going on his own, however I wanted to spend time with him because he was in Vietnam for 7 days.
I was pissed off, stressed out, and worried for my dad. Oh and what do you know?! I received my passport that day! Ughhhh. I called Jet Star and told them I got my passport back and they were very nice to give me a new flight the next day by only paying $10 because they felt sorry for me. That was nice. So I got to see my dad in Hue for a night.
I didn't like Hue that much but Hoi An was beautiful and charming as usual. I liked it the first time I went and was glad to be back. My dad liked Hoi An as well.
Hoi An
Back to Hanoi, took my dad around to eat at my favorite places and had a sweet small going away dinner at Quan An Ngon with my close friends: Quang, John, Vikki, and Chris. My dad kept feeding us until we died. We ordered 2 grilled Mackerels, 2 grilled beef, 2 rolls, 2 squids, 2 fried rice, 2 sticky rice bowls, and 1 salad, and about 10 bottles of beer. I think my dad thought we were poor and weren't getting enough food, so he was pushing and pushing our indigestion limits. Of course, he paid for the dinner, typical asian dad. Afterwards, we went to Bia Hoi corner. My dad was shocked, he thought we were going to a bar, but he liked it. It was cool to see my dad at Bia Hoi, crackin' jokes about me. I have the coolest asian dad...and mom. (I didn't forget about you mama!)
Bia Hoi
yum, beerI was trying to obtain a work visa for a while, it was supposed to take 2 weeks but it took almost 4. I faxed Jet Star airlines my documents from the visa office claiming they had my passport and that I needed to go to Da Nang, the representatives I spoke to said it was alright and would add a note in the system about my documents and its approval. I got to the airport and bam...no go, no note in the system, and the airport officials had to follow the regulations that no foreigner could travel without a passport or a letter from their own country or Vietnam's embassy. Shit. So I lost my flight and left my dad to go to Da Nang by himself and I was really worried. My dad isn't a traveler, he's a follower, he likes tours and activities, and transport planned for him. But he was brave enough and said that he'd be alright going on his own, however I wanted to spend time with him because he was in Vietnam for 7 days.
I was pissed off, stressed out, and worried for my dad. Oh and what do you know?! I received my passport that day! Ughhhh. I called Jet Star and told them I got my passport back and they were very nice to give me a new flight the next day by only paying $10 because they felt sorry for me. That was nice. So I got to see my dad in Hue for a night.
I didn't like Hue that much but Hoi An was beautiful and charming as usual. I liked it the first time I went and was glad to be back. My dad liked Hoi An as well.
Hoi AnBack to Hanoi, took my dad around to eat at my favorite places and had a sweet small going away dinner at Quan An Ngon with my close friends: Quang, John, Vikki, and Chris. My dad kept feeding us until we died. We ordered 2 grilled Mackerels, 2 grilled beef, 2 rolls, 2 squids, 2 fried rice, 2 sticky rice bowls, and 1 salad, and about 10 bottles of beer. I think my dad thought we were poor and weren't getting enough food, so he was pushing and pushing our indigestion limits. Of course, he paid for the dinner, typical asian dad. Afterwards, we went to Bia Hoi corner. My dad was shocked, he thought we were going to a bar, but he liked it. It was cool to see my dad at Bia Hoi, crackin' jokes about me. I have the coolest asian dad...and mom. (I didn't forget about you mama!)
Bia Hoi
Its nice that you get to hang out with your dad :)
ReplyDeleteyeah it was nice, hope you're well in HK.
ReplyDeleteI'm doing well buddy. Do visit when you have a chance. It's my turn to be a good host :)
ReplyDeleteI really like the picture of dad at the bia hoi corner, looks like he had fun!
ReplyDeleteandrew, we'll see. china is next on the list after Vietnam, but have no idea really. let's see what happens.
ReplyDeleteguh, dad was happy...we drank a lot of beer that night. all my guy friends loved him after dad did the whole "homeboy" handshake. (shake, finger-clutch, pound).
That's fantastic, I always go to China. Let me know what you are up to next :)
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