Back to Vancouver

by JP

The following day was a hurting day. Our last night in Vietnam got a little out of hand. But it’s probably the only way the four of us could ever say a proper goodbye to a country.

Luckily, we were such ballers over here that the tailors came to our hotel room, so Eoin could sleep off the hangover until the very last moment when he had to get fitted. It’s the only way to do it.

So we finished up our suits, picked up some extra take-homes from the Ben Thang Market and headed to the airport.