Month: November 2016

Trapped on a Watery Hellhole Named Fansipan

Expectation WAS The Root of All Heartache When we got to Sapa (1500m), it was foggy, rainy and cold. Brown rivulets flowed constantly on the roads from construction materials stacked by the roadside, from heaps of rubbish emitting a kind of smell even in that weather. Hardly the tranquil, […]