Jeffrey Miller

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Five hours in Hanoi with nothing to do

except maybe listen to my iPod to pass the time away.

Five hours in Hanoi and another four hours on a plane to Seoul and then three hours on a bus to Daejeon. 

This is how my vacation comes to an end. 

The day after tomorrow I will be back in the classroom again. For the next two weeks I will be teaching this teacher training course. It’s a light schedule, just three hours a day for the next two weeks. Pretty much what I was doing right up before this vacation. 

Vietnam Airlines was kind of enough to give transit passengers a dinner coupon. That should hold me over for a few hours. Maybe not. I just motioned for the waitress to bring me the menu again. Looks I am going to go with the grilled ham and cheese sandwich for $5.50 and Coca Cola for $2.00. 

One of the waitresses recognizes me from last Saturday when I only had three hours to wait here at the airport on my way to Vientiane. One week ago. Went by so fast. 

Wasn’t too hungry this morning, and rightfully so feeling sad about having to leave On again. I also didn’t sleep too well last night. Woke up around 4:00 this morning and could not fall back asleep. Now miles and miles to go before I sleep. 

For one week I slept well. 

For one week everything was perfect. You wait months for this one week and when it comes you make every moment special and precious—which of course, makes having to leave all the more emotional. In my mind and heart now and I am playing back everything from one week ago. What were On and I doing last week at this time and so on. Maybe not a good thing to be doing now but until we are together again the memories remain and make the days and nights bearable. 

Everything remains in focus and crystal clear. 

As one might expect, I am not too crazy and too keen to be heading back to Korea so soon. One week was just not enough time for a proper holiday and time to be with On. It might have been enough time to enjoy all the places we visited in Vientiane but never enough time for us to enjoy just being together. 

8:30 pm in Hanoi. 

Four more hours.  

I’ve already had a plate of beef curry and rice, a grilled ham and cheese sandwich, two Cokes and now having a cup of Vietnamese coffee. How many more Cokes and coffee will I have before this night is over? 

The plane is supposed to get in around 6:40 tomorrow and then, by the time I get through immigration formalities and take the limousine bus to Daejeon it’ll probably be around 11:00 by the time I get home. 

Miles and miles and miles to go before I sleep. 

And then the craziness begins again.

2 Comments

  1. The waiting must’ve been a bummer, and the $2 Cokes? However, the 3-hours-a-day-for-two-weeks sounds good 🙂 Enjoy it while it lasts. Happy trails!

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