6 Feet From the Edge: Ninh Binh, Vietnam

I took the day off, and this is what happened:

Maybe I sound like a broken record.

Maybe you’ve heard me say this before.

Maybe you’ve seen this photo similar.

Maybe same same, but different.

I randomly started singing this song in my head and couldn’t stop. I forgot it was even Creed. I was hyped. I made fun of it for years because everyone else did, but you know what, I WAS FUCKING JAMMING TO THIS SONG GOING 80K DOWN THE HO CHI MINH TRAIL—-and I don’t care who knows it. I was free. I was alive, and for once, I’m tired of acting like everyone else, or acting like I am acting. Why do I care?

That’s what I’m here to say. My rest day gave me some mental clarity. I found some energy to feel me. I went to the gym, flexed a little. It was sunny, but not too hot.

I started feeling my own vibe again.

I’m here to repeat, or maybe mention for the first time. I don’t give a fuck if you care or not.

Seriously, I think I mean it instead of just writing it.

I hope you do, but if you don’t, I’m gonna keep rocking out to this song all the way to Hanoi.

And you can’t stop me.

Catch me if you can—if you want to. Maybe I’ll let you, maybe I’ll run faster.

Like I always say, I’m easy to find, but I’m hard to get to.

🫰🏼

Have a good day, I sure as hell know I’m going to.

Cat chose my bike out of all the bikes…

and then joined for yoga! Calico for the lucky day!

Tried going to this pagoda and it was like a four hour thing or a bunch of riding. Idk. Here’s a cow and a statue.

My hostel doubles as an English school! I wanted to walk in!

This is not my bike, but I thought it was. 😅

Magnifique.

Went back for the picture. You sweat so much walking up, I took off my shirt to save it. I put on my jacket and was just posing other photos when these girls walked up. They asked for a photo so I took one then swapped places! Everyone was stoked! Didn’t even need the tripod 😉