Houston, We May Have a Problem

There have actually been a lot of things that I wanted to write about but since I have been obsessed with Facebook and email, I just haven't been able to get onto this thing. Plus, for some reason, it has been pretty slow the past couple of days.

Vietnam has been an experience. I will say there were some downs, ones that we have not actually experienced anywhere else, but we've regrouped in a lovely hotel in Hanoi and are leaving here happy and positive about the country and the people here.

China is our next stop. We fly today as we decided we'd had enough of trains and will be taking many once we get to Russia.

One thing I've heard is that I can't actually access my blogger in China. I haven't really done any investigation so it may be wrong and you may hear from me again soon.

But, if this is the last post before Russia, enjoy the next month and I'll be in touch once we're trekking through Siberia....in December....dear God what have I done?

Family: Facebook and email are all good so you'll still be able to contact me, just not through my blog!

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Anonymous said…

Great work.

7:39 p.m.

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