This is my contribution to the travel writing world. I have visited many places and seen many things over the years but this is no travel diary. Based on true events this is a story of discovery, growth and love.....with some fantastic people and places thrown in.
I
began the next day in peace after watching the serene, synchronised
movements of Tai Chi in Lumphini park against the backdrop of the
rising sun. Each group brought their own fascinating style from the
graceful flow of silk scarves to the precise efficiency of swords, I
knew I would come back the next day to relax away from the manic
streets that were beyond its walls. I sat on the metro for the third
time and still couldn't get over how clean it was. I rode it to Silom
station and headed up Wireless Road to find the Vietnamese Embassy.
Eventually I found it after passing it twice, I must have missed it
whilst watching in amazement at the American Embassy that dwarfed the
Vietnamese site on the opposite side of the road. I smiled to myself
at the statement that was being made and headed inside the much
smaller gates but was immediately stopped by security who explained
that the embassy was shut due to a national holiday and it wouldn't
be open until ten the next day! I began to realise what that meant
and my heart sank. My flight to Ho Chi Minh was at 11am in two days
time and I couldn't get a visa in time. Visas took one day to process
and that was one day I didn't have.
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