Remember that weird country that I packed up my life and moved to only to come home to Sydney 5 months later? Well, in a weird twist of fate Vietnam and I shall meet again. This time, Johnny has gone off and gotten himself a fancypants job in Hanoi. That means that in April, I'll be saying "I don't want a farewell!", packing up my life again, and going over to join him.
I'm scared and excited.....
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I lived in Hanoi and would go back in a flash. In fact, I feel like there's a whole heap of little things happening in my life that could see me back there in a couple of years. Hope so. Cross my fingers.
What were you favourite things? I've lived in HCMC before so I'm hoping it's alot calmer (as can be!) and a little less crazy.
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