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Days 6, 7, and 8!

There are many things I can do with my afternoon. Today, I went out to lunch twice, the second time the result of a brownie blunder. Now I am sitting at the hostel bar eating bananas. Life is good. The only question I can’t seem to answer is: What’s Next?

The English teaching demo turned out to just be an interview. I was disappointed in that, but also quite relieved. Sitting here now, I can’t even imagine a universe in which I taught that class. On the real of things, I am a little bit too nervous to be a teacher, I think, at least for young kids. First of all, I talk (and talked [during the interview]) too fast. It’s not the most impressive gig I could imagine, at only 1.5 hours per week, but if she calls me back about it I might consider it. I have thought it might not be fair to the kids, right? To only stay for a couple of months and then leave. Yeah, that about sums it up. But with just that small of a schedule, it doesn’t seem like a reckless a proposal…

“The bananas are quite good and I shall continue to eat them,” said the man eating bananas. He then reached for a forth banana, breaking a fourth wall in the process, and supudlling his scrumdittlyumpities about. He gazed gloomily at the wreckage of his scrumdittlies. “Fuck.”

I’ve been thinking about writing some short stories but haven’t moved into any execution. I am eating a forth banana though. I guess I have too many bananas. It’s bad to eat too many bananas because of potassium, right? They’re just so damn good! It’s not like I’m addicted to bananas. Stop looking at me like that.

My computer is going to die and I need to find a power source…so peace for now. I don’t want coffee and that kind of limits my options for places to go. The hostel has a plug in the bed, but the table situation is limited. I suppose there is a table…but I just like going out lol. I guess… So idk where I’ll be next…

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I am now at this cafe called Le Petite. I was here this morning with this dude I had just met, and we had coffee here. It was actually pretty good coffee, but it was strong af no joke. It was closer to an espresso shot in size though. It was more like…I wondered if they actually put the hot water in. Holy shit though, this milk shake I just bought is lit. It’s a little expensive in relative terms, but at 75k (about $3[the same price as my bed]) it’s pretty worth is for a milkshake. I might come here more often. I can just sit with my milkshake and write. It’s a little slow at Le Petite right now. Pretty soon, like a year or two, and I bet this place will be boppin with nomadic money makers from everywhere. I’m sitting here wondering if I should get in on that. I haven’t been so ravenously focused on my future as of recently, and I am instead trying to have a realistic look at things and make some logical choices. This of course takes time. In the mean time I am just trying to live the good life, day by day. This milkshake…which is actually more like a frappe with a scoop of ice cream on top, is really good. I am going to leave a good review on Google.

I met a woman today who told me she went to school for Jewelry Design and never used the degree. She is quite nice, and a very interesting person, but I believe her fastest way to make money and her journey lie in different directions. She will eventually fly to Australia and work out there. I have considered doing that very thing, but idk…there are so many things I want to do! I have considered it, because you can only get the working holiday visa to Australia until you are 30, and then its boom; tourist visa only! That’s okay I suppose. I want to run my own business asap, right? That seems to be the reoccurring goal. I am not considering a restaurant, but it sure seems to be what I know. (Anyway, I am saying the goal of opening a business will probable keep me glued to home in my 30’s.)

I want to open a business in America. I briefly gave thought to opening a business internationally, but that is more like a retirement goal at this point. Would I love to operate a business in Da Nang? Hell yes. but it’s more than that. It’s about a dedication of time. What do I want to be doing? Well, I already got the writing thing down. I have been practicing and I keep up with it, so now it’s the money. I want to make money doing something that challenges me, right? The options for working overseas for me right now are: writing online, which is a lot of work for a small about of money. Jo was lucky enough to land a good gig that will keep her getting 240 a month if all works out. That is enough to live in, say, Vietnam. She landed a pretty good gig. I can’t even lie about that…I just don’t know…I would rather make American wages while I am saving, but when I go back this time I am probably going to…fucking stick to something! I want to start doing something and get good at that thing, and I need it to make money, and then maybe I can write about it for extra money if that money is good also. Selling things online seems like the move. My and DL should really get down on that. Make like a million statues and sell them badboys…or something like that. I guess I feel like if I have an initial investment, I’ll be able to move onto better things directly from there. Going to college seems to be…the opposite of that. What would I have after two years of working fulltime in SF and saving as much as possible? Damn, it could be a pretty penny, right? Then again, with a four year degree from a UC university, let’s say I make it that far, what do I do with that degree? I could instead have 4 years of wages saved up. Okay. What is that? If I could save…$1000 a month, that’s 48k. That’s…probably enough to get a loan. Then what am I doing with this loan? I kind of think opening a hostel would be the move, but I feel like it’s a saturated market. Not a lot of tourism where I am from, so maybe I just don’t see the full potential…but I feel like all the good destinations already have a lockdown in that market. I need a new format, or a better idea to get big money, fast. I need to move online, forsure. That milkshake was dank af. Idk how long I have been chilling at this cafe now…maybe 30-45 minutes, closer to 30 probably…I kind of wanted the drink to last longer than that, but I’m chillin either way.

Hmph. I am going to write a review about that amazing milkshake I just had on Google, after I save this document of course, and then I guess I am…going to hit the road? It’s 18:23. I could do many things, but what I’d really like to do is chill on a couch and play with my phone, but all I have is a hostel bed to chill on. Seriously.

Chris

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It is the following morning and I am writing to you from 43 Factory Coffee in Da Nang! Vietnam. I think it looks nice with the exclamation point! at the end. This must be what Hawaii is like, that’s kind of how I feel. Now, I’ve never even been to LA, much less Hawaii. So don’t just go believing what I say, but someday I will go to Hawaii and perhaps will touch the topic again. My Oolong tea has just arrived. I…just took a picture of it. I also got a brownie this morning, and I made an actual effort to lay off coffee! I am proud of me. I did forget to brush my teeth though…life is crazy. I guess I am trying to switch over to more of a tea platform. It will be better for my heart in the long run. The brownie is for continuity. This coffee shop has good brownies. The tea is also good! Hoorah. It’s not like you get a pot of tea, you get a strange chemistry-class like container and a separate cup. Always. I got a ceramic cup today, but normally the drinking cup is ditto when you order the coffee. Sometimes when I write a sentence, and I read it over, I feel like I purposefully evaded a proclamation suitable of understanding.

There are many things to be done on this Wednesday afternoon, and so I think I might go to the beach and forget about them. The beach here is great. It’s long af, and it’s not too busy. I was told it gets even busier in the summer, but also it’s hot af in the summer. I would consider coming here when it’s summertime. Maybe I would be interested to learn to write in Vietnamese? Hmm. I wonder how much it would cost to have my website translated into Vietnamese…it would be a difficult task I imagine. I have no idea how the language works, but I’m guessing some of my miracle shit wouldn’t make it over.

New Fame LLC was outsides kicking more freestyles last night, I awoke and heard them. I thought later on I’d wished I’d went out, but were talking 3 AM thoughts. The problem was that I had eaten 250 grams of cashews and eight bananas…or something like that. I wonder when I will see them again. I will probably see them again though. Damn. I can’t believe I missed a good chance to rap. Oh well. Things come, and things go.

It would be real easy to get stuck in this city. Real easy. It’s gotta 50’s American vibe. Everything was all good in the 50’s. I wasn’t alive, of course, but my grandfather tells me about it. Sounds like good times. Everyone is taking pictures here! on this side of the world, and in this cafe right now. Pictures af! Seriously. The selfie and photography game in Asia is strong af. I mean seriously strong. Idk what IG in China is like, but it’s gotta be lit.

The time is now 7:01 PM in San Francisco. I know this because my computer still tells the SF time. I have like 150 pages of writing written in this ‘long flow’ format, and I have yet to edit any of it. It’s all from while I was in San Francisco. What will come of that writing, I do not yet know. I kind of have this dream I will someday get an editor for it, but I still want to go over it myself one more time, and that’s just going to take a while. I would have so many more posts if I had edited and published all that work, but at the same time I wouldn’t have the same words because time management doesn’t work that way. I am almost finished with my brownie and tea. I still plan to hit the beach today, mostly because I want to try out my scarf as a towel. The ends of the thing aren’t tied into knots, it’s just a bunch of loose threads. The scarf was made on a loom. That’s pretty cool, I don’t know if I’ve ever had any loom gear before. That would be a cool brand name. Loom. I wonder if Fruit Of The Loom would sue you. How long before you think suing is a worldwide thing? Right now I don’t think a lot of countries have complicated lawsuits, but I could see a future where that changes.

This 43 Factory Coffee is so futuristic, it’s crazy. I really like the long tables made of a single, solid piece of tree. They are a beautiful touch to an otherwise cold room upstairs. I like the upstairs room, it’s where I spend the most time. There are these two ladies next to me just taking a grip of pictures. They’ve been going at it for 15 or 20 minutes now, oml. I suppose I better get to editing and publishing this piece of work, otherwise I might end up with another SFCF. That stands for San Francisco Cluster Fuck. That’s what I consider those 150 pages of writing I have…an SFCF. Okay, I’m going to edit now.

Chris

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It’s the 8th day of March and I am writing to you from 43 Factory Coffee. I am not eating super healthy since I’ve been here, but that’s okay. I came up with a great new idea! I bought a new website and everything, and now I am looking at hosting it. I really believe this is going to work, and so I will be conducting work in Vietnam until I leave. Hold me no more to these words I have produced! For if they do not come, know I am aware of it too. This is just a quick little post before I go off unto doing my daily tasks. I will be traveling to HCMC (Saigon) I do believe, in the future to get some of my tasks accomplished. I am excited. Let’s GO!

Chris

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Day 5-Day 6 in Da Nang, Vietnam. The first Vietnamese ramble.

There are many things I can do with my afternoon. Today, I went out to lunch twice, the second time the result of a brownie blunder. Now I am sitting at the hostel bar eating bananas. Life is good. The only question I can’t seem to answer is: What’s Next?

The English teaching demo turned out to just be an interview. I was disappointed in that, but also quite relieved. Sitting here now, I can’t even imagine a universe in which I taught that class. On the real of things, I am a little bit too nervous to be a teacher, I think, at least for young kids. First of all, I talk (and talked [during the interview]) too fast. It’s not the most impressive gig I could imagine, at only 1.5 hours per week, but if she calls me back about it I might consider it. I have thought it might not be fair to the kids, right? To only stay for a couple of months and then leave. Yeah, that about sums it up. But with just that small of a schedule, it doesn’t seem like a reckless a proposal…

“The bananas are quite good and I shall continue to eat them,” said the man eating bananas. He then reached for a forth banana, breaking a fourth wall in the process, and supudlling his scrumdittlyumpities about. He gazed gloomily at the wreckage of his scrumdittlies. “Fuck.”

I’ve been thinking about writing some short stories but haven’t moved into any execution. I am eating a forth banana though. I guess I have too many bananas. It’s bad to eat too many bananas because of potassium, right? They’re just so damn good! It’s not like I’m addicted to bananas. Stop looking at me like that.

My computer is going to die and I need to find a power source…so peace for now. I don’t want coffee and that kind of limits my options for places to go. The hostel has a plug in the bed, but the table situation is limited. I suppose there is a table…but I just like going out lol. I guess… So idk where I’ll be next…

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I am now at this cafe called Le Petite. I was here this morning with this dude I had just met, and we had coffee here. It was actually pretty good coffee, but it was strong af no joke. It was closer to an espresso shot in size though. It was more like…I wondered if they actually put the hot water in. Holy shit though, this milk shake I just bought is lit. It’s a little expensive in relative terms, but at 75k (about $3[the same price as my bed]) it’s pretty worth is for a milkshake. I might come here more often. I can just sit with my milkshake and write. It’s a little slow at Le Petite right now. Pretty soon, like a year or two, and I bet this place will be boppin with nomadic money makers from everywhere. I’m sitting here wondering if I should get in on that. I haven’t been so ravenously focused on my future as of recently, and I am instead trying to have a realistic look at things and make some logical choices. This of course takes time. In the mean time I am just trying to live the good life, day by day. This milkshake…which is actually more like a frappe with a scoop of ice cream on top, is really good. I am going to leave a good review on Google.

I met a woman today who told me she went to school for Jewelry Design and never used the degree. She is quite nice, and a very interesting person, but I believe her fastest way to make money and her journey lie in different directions. She will eventually fly to Australia and work out there. I have considered doing that very thing, but idk…there are so many things I want to do! I have considered it, because you can only get the working holiday visa to Australia until you are 30, and then its boom; tourist visa only! That’s okay I suppose. I want to run my own business asap, right? That seems to be the reoccurring goal. I am not considering a restaurant, but it sure seems to be what I know. (Anyway, I am saying the goal of opening a business will probable keep me glued to home in my 30’s.)

I want to open a business in America. I briefly gave thought to opening a business internationally, but that is more like a retirement goal at this point. Would I love to operate a business in Da Nang? Hell yes. but it’s more than that. It’s about a dedication of time. What do I want to be doing? Well, I already got the writing thing down. I have been practicing and I keep up with it, so now it’s the money. I want to make money doing something that challenges me, right? The options for working overseas for me right now are: writing online, which is a lot of work for a small about of money. Jo was lucky enough to land a good gig that will keep her getting 240 a month if all works out. That is enough to live in, say, Vietnam. She landed a pretty good gig. I can’t even lie about that…I just don’t know…I would rather make American wages while I am saving, but when I go back this time I am probably going to…fucking stick to something! I want to start doing something and get good at that thing, and I need it to make money, and then maybe I can write about it for extra money if that money is good also. Selling things online seems like the move. My and DL should really get down on that. Make like a million statues and sell them badboys…or something like that. I guess I feel like if I have an initial investment, I’ll be able to move onto better things directly from there. Going to college seems to be…the opposite of that. What would I have after two years of working fulltime in SF and saving as much as possible? Damn, it could be a pretty penny, right? Then again, with a four year degree from a UC university, let’s say I make it that far, what do I do with that degree? I could instead have 4 years of wages saved up. Okay. What is that? If I could save…$1000 a month, that’s 48k. That’s…probably enough to get a loan. Then what am I doing with this loan? I kind of think opening a hostel would be the move, but I feel like it’s a saturated market. Not a lot of tourism where I am from, so maybe I just don’t see the full potential…but I feel like all the good destinations already have a lockdown in that market. I need a new format, or a better idea to get big money, fast. I need to move online, forsure. That milkshake was dank af. Idk how long I have been chilling at this cafe now…maybe 30-45 minutes, closer to 30 probably…I kind of wanted the drink to last longer than that, but I’m chillin either way.

Hmph. I am going to write a review about that amazing milkshake I just had on Google, after I save this document of course, and then I guess I am…going to hit the road? It’s 18:23. I could do many things, but what I’d really like to do is chill on a couch and play with my phone, but all I have is a hostel bed to chill on. Seriously.

Chris

It is the following morning and I am writing to you from 43 Factory Coffee in Da Nang! Vietnam. I think it looks nice with the exclamation point! at the end. This must be what Hawaii is like, that’s kind of how I feel. Now, I’ve never even been to LA, much less Hawaii. So don’t just go believing what I say, but someday I will go to Hawaii and perhaps will touch the topic again. My Oolong tea has just arrived. I…just took a picture of it. I also got a brownie this morning, and I made an actual effort to lay off coffee! I am proud of me. I did forget to brush my teeth though…life is crazy. I guess I am trying to switch over to more of a tea platform. It will be better for my heart in the long run. The brownie is for continuity. This coffee shop has good brownies. The tea is also good! Hoorah. It’s not like you get a pot of tea, you get a strange chemistry-class like container and a separate cup. Always. I got a ceramic cup today, but normally the drinking cup is ditto when you order the coffee. Sometimes when I write a sentence, and I read it over, I feel like I purposefully evaded a proclamation suitable of understanding.

There are many things to be done on this Wednesday afternoon, and so I think I might go to the beach and forget about them. The beach here is great. It’s long af, and it’s not too busy. I was told it gets even busier in the summer, but also it’s hot af in the summer. I would consider coming here when it’s summertime. Maybe I would be interested to learn to write in Vietnamese? Hmm. I wonder how much it would cost to have my website translated into Vietnamese…it would be a difficult task I imagine. I have no idea how the language works, but I’m guessing some of my miracle shit wouldn’t make it over.

New Fame LLC was outsides kicking more freestyles last night, I awoke and heard them. I thought later on I’d wished I’d went out, but were talking 3 AM thoughts. The problem was that I had eaten 250 grams of cashews and eight bananas…or something like that. I wonder when I will see them again. I will probably see them again though. Damn. I can’t believe I missed a good chance to rap. Oh well. Things come, and things go.

It would be real easy to get stuck in this city. Real easy. It’s gotta 50’s American vibe. Everything was all good in the 50’s. I wasn’t alive, of course, but my grandfather tells me about it. Sounds like good times. Everyone is taking pictures here! on this side of the world, and in this cafe right now. Pictures af! Seriously. The selfie and photography game in Asia is strong af. I mean seriously strong. Idk what IG in China is like, but it’s gotta be lit.

The time is now 7:01 PM in San Francisco. I know this because my computer still tells the SF time. I have like 150 pages of writing written in this ‘long flow’ format, and I have yet to edit any of it. It’s all from while I was in San Francisco. What will come of that writing, I do not yet know. I kind of have this dream I will someday get an editor for it, but I still want to go over it myself one more time, and that’s just going to take a while. I would have so many more posts if I had edited and published all that work, but at the same time I wouldn’t have the same words because time management doesn’t work that way. I am almost finished with my brownie and tea. I still plan to hit the beach today, mostly because I want to try out my scarf as a towel. The ends of the thing aren’t tied into knots, it’s just a bunch of loose threads. The scarf was made on a loom. That’s pretty cool, I don’t know if I’ve ever had any loom gear before. That would be a cool brand name. Loom. I wonder if Fruit Of The Loom would sue you. How long before you think suing is a worldwide thing? Right now I don’t think a lot of countries have complicated lawsuits, but I could see a future where that changes.

This 43 Factory Coffee is so futuristic, it’s crazy. I really like the long tables made of a single, solid piece of tree. They are a beautiful touch to an otherwise cold room upstairs. I like the upstairs room, it’s where I spend the most time. There are these two ladies next to me just taking a grip of pictures. They’ve been going at it for 15 or 20 minutes now, oml. I suppose I better get to editing and publishing this piece of work, otherwise I might end up with another SFCF. That stands for San Francisco Cluster Fuck. That’s what I consider those 150 pages of writing I have…an SFCF. Okay, I’m going to edit now.

Chris

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New Fame LLC Concert, Da Nang day 4

This is the greatest town I have been to in my entire life. Who woulda thunk I’d travel almost all the way around the world and end up having the best time of my life in Vietnam! I seriously never could have guessed that life would take this unexpected turn. I’m in the part of the city called My An, and although I think the whole city is lit, this neighborhood is where it’s at. In all seriousness I wouldn’t be surprised if this neighborhood becomes some epicenter of a renaissance movement, I am that impressed with the attitudes of these local folks.

Last night I attended a hip-hop show, and one of the reasons I attended (because normally I just sit at home) was because they were having a freestyle rap cipher before the show, and if you know me then you know I like to rap. So I went. Boy oh boy…it was literally a life altering experience. At first I was unsure of how sizable the crowd would be, but it was massive! We’re talking a bar with only outdoor seating, and there was at least 50 people packed in there, maybe there was 80! Maybe people were standing. Upon my arrival I went and greeted the band, since I was really there to check them out. It’s odd how when you travel, supporting a group from America is supporting your local talent. I’ll have you know that I did spit some raps, and some other folks came up to spit some raps too. It was a pretty successful cipher forsure, and I am happy I went to the show. The name of the band is New Fame LLC, and the two members are Adrian and Cruz, presuming I have the spelling right, my memory is serving me, and I heard correctly over the music lol. Their next stop is SXSW, so if you are in Texas for South By South West Music Festival, look for New Fame LLC and check their show out, but they will be touring America all year. It was really bumping.

So this duo from America brought all these people together, and it made for the most agronomic environment and it was very relaxing and I felt right at home. If I was a man with more direction, I might consider becoming a tour manager for sending bands through Vietnam. Even if a group just came to Da Nang and set up shop playing shows here for 3 months, they would make a serious impact on the global community. As a location that attracted both nomadex (I’ve combined Digital Nomad and Expat, and at the same time I’ve made it a plurale tantum. FWM) and tourists from all around the globe, it leaves little to the imagination the kind of impact a great band with unwavering confidence could leave upon a neighborhood like this.

Whew! I am quite excited about the prospects of this place. I can’t believe that I am really thinking of spending 6 months or more here. but you know what? It all rides on a demo I have tomorrow at 11 AM, and for that reason I must put this article to wrap and move onto planning a lesson, followed by going to get a SIM card. It’s going to be a good day today, and tomorrow, no matter what happens with this lesson. Ugh. Decisions, decisions! Whatever shall I do!

Chris

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Biting Off More Than I Can Chew

Like sand through the hourglass, these are the days of my life. I feel it deep in my soul that I am doing the right thing with my life by being out here and traveling Asia. I’ve felt it for awhile, but Da Nang has amplified my receptors to the reality that we only live once.

Today I went to the beach, and that was fun. I have been chilling with this guy Sinan, and it turns out he’s a pretty cool dude. At first I was unsure, as I am usually unlikely to team up with an outgoing person such as Sinan, but in the end it turns out I am very happy to have met him. Many of my interactions begin as an exchanging of numbers, but not very often do people actually convince me to leave my shell. Ha! It was a good time chilling with Sinan. He went to Hoi An today, as well as Gretta, Nora, and Karine. I was supposed to go with them and then come back with Karein later, so she could catch her flight at 21:00 and I could catch a hip-hop show around that same time, but I canceled at the last minute. I bet they think lame of me for that, but I had to get thinking about that ‘only live once’ thing and jump ship in favor of better prospects.

I met these two nice ladies on the beach, Anya and Sylvia, and I ended up having a pretty lengthy conversation with them about a great many things. There are certainly a lot of interesting people passing through this city, and I am really grateful for my past-self in taking a leap of life and coming out here. I invited the two ladies to the hip-hop show later, and that would be cool if they attended. Honestly I am a bit anxious about going out tonight, but that is pretty much normal in my life and I deal with it pretty well I think.

The future holds many cards for me, I feel it. Tuesday I have that demo…and then I have some serious decisions to make. You know what? It feels like I should absolutely accept the English teaching position if it is offered to me. Wouldn’t anyone say it is a foolish thing to pass up an opportunity to teach in Vietnam for 6 months; say that such an event is a ripple in the normality of the human condition, and to not grasp that sentiment fully would be just adding another brick to the wall that is my monotonous  and inert folly? Yet…I feel so drawn in going back to San Francisco. I love that place. I mean it really feels like home in a way no other place has felt like home, but that’s not even why I wish to return! If I arrive back there after being out of the city only 4 or 5 months, I might have a real chance at free City College. I can live in SF, go to school there for free (if I play my cards right), and eventually hold a degree from a UC school. That sounds like the path that would enhance my life greater than if I stayed in Vietnam and taught English. Or maybe…maybe I am just frightened of doing a job I am unfamiliar with, in a field of study I never dreamed of entering: teaching kids. I suppose I could try and do both (the teaching position would end about the same time the school year starts), but I don’t know if I can bring myself to harness that level of exceptionalism quite so rapidly. We shall see. Hmm. The time is 18:04 in Da Nang, and that’s all I got for you right now. Peace!

Chris

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Day 3 in Da Nang (43 Coffee Factory)

I am at 43 Coffee Roastery. Whew! Big day already. I awoke and brushed my teeth, and then I hoofed it over to the Banh Mi sandwich shop I have been frequenting. I ate an egg sandwich and met a nice gentleman from South Carolina and a lady from China, the western side. The lady approached me first and asked if I was Jewish, citing that I have a large beard. This is far from a new thing for me, and I am quite honored to be considered among the beard elite. After she was chatting me up (in pretty good English) for a minute, I turned around to find a older gentleman from the good ole USA standing right behind me; NFL hat and all. I talked to him for a bit, and he told me about his travels in China, and he also happened to know a bit about the Bay Bridge because apparently he was included on the construction. The Bay Bridge was built in China and shipped over…maybe I knew that. He also told me about a massive earth quake in China in 2008. Sad story really.

My friends Greta and Nora just walked into the coffee shop I am at, and walked directly out the side door. I wonder if they know I saw them. Overall it was a rather confusing thing to watch, and being as I am in the upstairs seating area I saw it in one smooth motion. Today I ordered a coffee, and a brownie. Good stuff. The people at this shop take the coffee very seriously, and I can appreciate that. In two days time I have a demo scheduled for teaching English. It was be a trip and a half if I got accepted into the position. I would really like this town…and I would be here for like 6 months! Crazy af. That would be a life changer. Okay. The people are all here now, so I am going to go join them. I guess…I am just going to post this now and do more later. Peace!

Chris

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Day 2 in Danang (43 Coffee, and H Coffee)

43 Coffee

It is my second day full day in Vietnam, and I am writing to you from H-Coffee in the My An district of Da Nang. Dare I say I will spend all of my time in this one little area of the city? I seriously love it, and I am certain I could spend a significant amount of time here, the only question that remains is: when should I be purchasing a plane ticket for, because then I am forreal locked into staying. Right now the cheapest ticket is for May 17th, and honestly everything before that date has risen significantly. I was excited to get home, and now I feel like ‘who wouldn’t want to spend three months living at the beach?’

H-Coffee

I am falling into a routine. I wake up at my hostel, and I walk to get a Banh Mi sandwich at this local spot I’ve found, and that runs me about 15k Dong, which is like sixty-six cents probably. Maybe it’s 70 cents. I think 23,000 Dong is $1. After I get my sandwich I go and grab a coffee. The coffee (at least in this part of the city) is extremely well made from what I’ve seen. Yesterday I went to 43 Coffee Roastery, which was super lux and lavish. It has a large glass wall at the front letting in loads of light, and 50’s music coming at a perfect volume out of the speakers. For individuals who take their coffee, and their atmosphere seriously, 43 Coffee is the place.  I will certainly be back, but not every day because the coffee runs 60k, and that means it’s probably the most expensive place in the neighborhood.

Today I am at H Coffee (as I have stated), and the Americano is only 20k, which doesn’t seem like a bad price. The coffee is not as bitter as I would prefer, but it is certainly fresh; none of that NesCafe bullshit that I ran the chance of receiving in Thailand and Laos. I am under the impression I have the Koreans to thank for this, because I read online Koreans take their coffee pretty seriously, and as a large portion of the tourists are Korean I believe the coffee scene has developed, at least in part, because of their thirst for the stuff. Cool. I’m a thirsty man myself.

Every day I am going to try a new coffee shop, and I will write to you from the different coffee shops. I am going to make a real effort not to falter this act, as I know I will really appreciate it in the future. I am also considering getting a group together while I am here, but I know not what kind of group yet. Most of the individuals here are probably more…ritzy than myself. I believe it is a slightly more sophisticated, and well-off expat community than, where as I have like one paychecks worth of savings which I am trying to stretch lol. So maybe the common interest barrier will be stern and difficult to breach. Nevertheless, I intend to try making as many friends as possible while I am here. I really like Da Nang. Not to get ahead of myself…as I usually do…but I could see making Da Nang my lifelong travel destination. Every time I need a break from San Francisco or just the Western Hemisphere, I could see myself coming here. Let’s not forget I spent a month in Kolkata as well, and I love it there. I loved the price, and the food, and the people. This place though? Well this place feels like home to me.

Chris

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In The Zone

Today was a dope day. I arrived in Da Nang, Vietnam yesterday, and I am feeling hella good. I can’t even lie about it. Vietnam is pretty oh my god the roof on my hostel just retracted  cool. That’s literally what happened in real time, but it’s also an accurate description of how cool Vietnam is. I wonder how difficult it would be to learn Vietnamese. Probably viciously hard for me, but they use the same alphabet. The letters just sound different.

On a different type of thing, I am considering teaching English here, but I suppose it starts with looking around about a job. I am being told that teaching English will be easy for me, and so I am tempted to give it a shot. I will certainly update if that come to fruition. Otherwise I’ll be buying a plane ticket and will soon have a date of arrival. Unless I teach…I do however think giving college a shot might be the move for me, so I don’t want to lock myself into Vietnam. I suppose teaching would actually be pretty good experience though. Damn, I wish I had applied for residency of California before I left. I bet I could have gained residency already, and if I can’t get into the school I might just wait and work for a year while saving money in the city. Have we talked about all this? I feel like we might have.

I think I’ll go to the beach again tomorrow.

Chris

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The Iditarod Life

I am writing to you from Sinouk Cafe, and let me tell you it is not as good as Common Grounds. So if you find yourself in Vientiane, Laos, you are welcome to try out both places, but I think you’ll find Common Grounds to be the best cafe in the city, both in quality and bang-for-your-buck. Jo is sitting across from me looking up information on teaching English in Vietnam, as that is our next move. I have a real good feeling about it! Not so long ago…I quit drinking alcohol, and I told myself it would be worth it because if I didn’t drink I would certainly find success. So far, that has not come to fruition (I know what I like, and numbness is one of those things). Sure, I am able to travel and explore the world, which I undoubtedly couldn’t have done as a drunkard, but you know what I really want? Money. I want money af. So I am going to keep doing what I am doing, and part of what I am doing will now have been teaching English.

The goal, at least my goal, is to stay in Vietnam for a year. One year will do. I don’t need more, and I hope to not give up settling on less. Afterwards the plan…well it cannot be predicted. Life after one year in Vietnam would never be the same. and if I complete my free online coding camp? Well shit. I actually think I’ll be happy! I am happy right now, don’t get me wrong. Traveling with Jo, exploring the Earth, drinking coffee and writing. These are what separates the current model from the defunct Chris. but to have a career? That’s a different Chris entirely. I’m not going to end up dead or in jail, mom. I think I might actually do something with my life. I am pretty excited to start! First, I need to take a year and prepare the reins, otherwise I’ll end up cold and alone in this Iditarod . Can’t have that.

Chris.

 

UPDATE: Literally just as I finished editing the above, Jo leaned over and told me to get a work permit in Vietnam requires a college degree. Fuck. So…we shall see. If I can’t get work in Vietnam that is going to be quite disheartening, and I have a plan B to go back to the states and work at a restaurant while I teach myself coding. Obviously though, I think I would find more success if I stuck to the original plan. Either way, we just bought 3 month visas to Vietnam yesterday, which we pick up in a week, so we’re going.

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It’s short, but she still likes it!

I didn’t have a great morning yesterday, and I dare say today feels like it could start the same way. Bu Hao! I cannot accept this. First of all, I love the morning. It is by far my favorite thing to wake up early, and get straight to writing, or walking, maybe listening to music…I just enjoy the morning time. So when I am having a bad morning, or string of mornings, it really puts a damper on my overall mood. I just fucks things up. I get real picky about certain things, and it just gets worse from there. I’ve found that giving up my main ideas and goals for the day is the only hope. I began yesterday by looking for work,  but soon began to feel overwhelmed and frustrated, and I knew there was no sense in carrying on. Any letters one might send out while they are angry with the world, well, that shits gonna sound angry! So Jo and I just went for a walk and then ate some food, which took nearly two hours to receive.

It was kind of a trip that it took two hours for the food to be received, because we were a little stoned and time was passing abnormally for me. I had always been told that food took a long time in Laos when you ordered it, but that was by far the most extreme experience I have discovered on the matter. It wasn’t until Jo pointed out we had been walking to the restaurant at 13:05, and when she told me that it was 14:45 and we still didn’t have our food. It was a crazy time. I didn’t even order because I wasn’t hungry yet, but by the time the food arrived I could have eaten. Oh well. That was yesterday, and this is today. In the end it worked out because we went out to eat for dinner and I was quite hungry then. I suppose it is the case, that I might eat because I am bored sometimes, and that is not a good habit to get into.

In between the two meals we ate, something unusual happened. It was a planned thing, but it was still unusual. Are you ready? I cut off all my hair. Shits gone. I had a lot of hair, and now I have a little bit of hair. I did this for several reasons, but the main contender of reasons is that I have wickedly bad dandruff, and I am hoping the sun will help to cure my scaly head. I didn’t get to experience any sun yesterday after we cut the hair, but today I am gonna burn the shit outta that mother fucker. It’s gonna be great.

Anyway, I am currently sitting on the porch of my guesthouse, second floor, across the street from where I will have breakfast (it’s three buildings here at the Khamphone Guesthouse, and we are directly across from the main building). We paid an extra 10,000 LAK (Laos Kip) each to have breakfast included, and I will tell you: it’s totally worth it. He told me there would be rice…and there isn’t any rice, but that’s okay. There are eggs, bread, jam (jelly? I haven’t actually had it yet), soup…well anyway, it’s a decent spread for what we pay. If we didn’t eat here we would end up paying like 20,000 LAK per person to eat at a restaurant, so this deal is good. Saving like 2 or 3 bucks each day this way. Right now there is a plethora of Chinese tourists here, presumably for the Chinese New Year, and the guy who runs the guesthouse tells us that it is busier than usual. That’s cool though, we were ready before we even arrived. China is buying a lot of property in Laos…just a honorable mention. I guess that doesn’t strike me as surprising though. China is the future.

Well…the time is 15:34 in San Francisco, and I know only that because my computer never changed times when I started traveling. It’s not like my phone that changes as I go (which is dead). But morning is upon us here in Laos, so I am going to close the word doc, open up the internet and surf the news for a bit, then I am going to eat breakfast. Eventually Jo will wake up, and then we are going to go for a morning swim in a local lagoon. Should be a good time! Peace for now.

Chris

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Coffee Inn, in Vang Vieng. Plus Andy.

I am writing to you from Luang Prabang Bakery…in Vang Vieng. It doesn’t do that name justice! The coffee in Luang Prabang was quality. Okay, so it wasn’t quality everywhere…or even most places, but I spent a lot of time at Saffron Coffee and the coffee was just incredible. They do all the basics (Cappuccino, Americano, Latte…), but you can also order a French Press, or even a siphon made cup-a-joe! There’s a great article about Lao Coffee here. It is fairly surprising to me, but NesCafe is available everywhere here. I mean it’s literally on the menu board behind me right now, and it costs like $1.20 or something. I find it insulting that anyone would serve that stuff, but you can’t deny people when they find a good way to get to that money.

Recently I have been in contact with the owner of travelsizedrobot.com, which is just another travel blog, and in fact that’s why I reached out to him in the first place, because us travel bloggers should be united! I am not very good at making my page get to the top of Google, but I am good at making connections. I am not very good at monetizing…even with the connections, but that will change. If you write it, they will read; that’s what I believe. So anyway, I emailed him, and he emailed me back, just chatting about travel and whatnot. He has been a digital nomad for seven years, and if you are looking to get into that lifestyle I suggest you visit his blog here.

Jo is sitting across from me on her computer, and the restaurant is filling up. She just showed me her lesson plan for tonight. She is working with a gentleman from Tunisia on his pronunciation. He put an advertisement up on freelancer.com, and when Jo responded Jo got the job. It’s working out quite nice. She hasn’t gotten paid yet, but she’s only worked with the guy one time. He wants to do public speaking in America. More power to him. Today they are going to read a Robert Frost poem and work more on the general rules of phonetics. She has a Lao Coffee, which…really seems like it’s just instant coffee. Kind of a rip off, but we could be wrong! We could be wrong. Maybe Lao coffee just has that flavor to it. It does taste just like this other place I ordered Lao coffee, and I thought it was instant coffee there as well. But we had a pretty good Lao Coffee in Pak Bang, so I just don’t know!

Well, we are going to move on from this cafe and go to a different one in search of better coffee. Sounds like we are going to head to Cafe Eh Eh (spoiler alert! we didn’t), which we tried to go to yesterday, but it was closed at like 11 AM for some reason. When I get there I will finish this article, edit, and post the badboy. Lets hop to it! The time is 09:42 here in Vang Vieng, and the date is February 8th…big day tomorrow, because I am going to cut all my hair off it. and now that I’ve written it I really gotta follow through.

Alright, now we’re talking! I am writing to you from a place called Coffee Inn, right around the corner and down the street, and this place so far is superior in every aspect. First of all, the atmosphere is more geared for the digital nomad revolution, as there are outlets available, the coffee is reasonably priced, and the reviews pointed to a quality product. Jo is in the bathroom and they just delivered her Hot Americano to me…I am wondering if I should try it, but I will wait for her. Holy shit! Then my Hot Cappuccino showed up, and it looks out.of.this.world. It also smells as such, since who doesn’t like cinnamon. Yeah, this is defiantly the spot if you are in Vang Vieng.

Jo has pointed out that many of the places here in South East Asia seemed to be geared toward one ethnicity or another, and it is very true! At this shop, everything is written in Korean, and there seems to be…only Korean people here. The guesthouse we’re staying at seems to cater mostly to the Chinese. We stayed at this place in Chiang Mai called the Dutch Guesthouse, and there was almost strictly Dutch people there. Not strange, but different. This place has had the best prices of anywhere I have been. The Koreans and the Americans get along very well, and I am glad to give these folks my business. There is more than one reason I feel welcome at this coffee shop, and I will probably spend more time here while I am in Vang Vieng.

So I am taking this online class on web design and computer programming from App Academy. It’s a free class, which for some people is going to be the most important thing (myself included). I was certainly not ready to invest any money into a programming class, because honestly it might not be for me! But I am dying to add a new skill to me repertoire, and I’ve come to realize that pretty much any skill will mesh well with my ability to write. Programming seems to be the obvious choice. First, I have a lot of support in the realm of advancing my computer knowledge. I was introduced to the free class from App Academy by my friend Andy. I lived with Andy at the Green Tortoise Hostel, where he stayed for four months while he completed the in-person App Academy class. Let me tell you the story of Andy.

When Andy first arrived, I didn’t pay any significant mind to him because, well, I worked at the hostel and I only knew him as an individual I would see in the morning and at night, so I figured he was just there on business. As time went on I got to know of him, and I took to talking to him because Jo told me why he was staying at the hostel. He wasn’t there on business, he was there for the purposes of education. Andy went to university in Michigan (where he is from), and he studied science (I could be more specific, but I’m not writing his biography today, I am just trying to get a point across that he is a hard worker and interesting individual. Plus I don’t remember exactly what he studied). He graduated, and I am unsure if he worked in his field or not, but eventually he took to traveling. He spent some time in New Zealand where, if I remember correctly he met a Digital Nomad that was able to maintain his lifestyle by monetizing his computer programming skills. So then Andy took some free classes online and discovered he enjoyed programming. Fast forward a couple of months, and Andy is back in Michigan saving his money while working as a bartender (bartenders can make good money, if you’re savvy). He saves enough money to afford a $17,000 class from App Academy, which is a four month class, as well as the amount required to stay at the Green Tortoise for the four months the class takes place. Wow. Fucking WOW. Am I right?

Would you invest…let’s call it $25,000, in yourself? First, let’s cover a few bases. One: Andy had already completed a four-year degree from an accredited University. One thing I have learned about college as I have gotten older is that it’s less about what you study, and more about proving (to yourself, as well as your future employers) that you can complete a four year degree. College is hard. Most people can’t do it, and that’s all the more reason to complete a college degree! You gotta show you can fucking do that shit! Show that you can complete that four-year task! So Andy was already an individual who knew he could complete a college degree. I have not completed a college degree, and so I don’t think it would be wise for me to jump into a $25,000 investment in myself. If I found out I couldn’t keep up with the workload, I would lose out on a lot of money.

So Andy has his money, and he moves to San Francisco and he starts his schooling. Several months later I would start talking to him and become friends with him, not only because he is an interesting dude but also because we are from the same part of the country and subsequently share a lot of the same values. I saw him working hard, and it was obvious to anyone looking from the outside that he would succeed (although at the end he was almost out of money! Another success story that occurred on the edge of destitution). Boy oh boy, did he ever find the success he was looking for! At the end of his course at App Academy the company actually asked him if he would enjoy being an instructor of the class which he hadn’t even finished. He said yes, and the rest is history. He soon found his $25,000 investment to pay for itself, and he now lives in Oakland and is able to afford to travel and he is living his best life. Andy is in his early 30’s, if I am correct, but he looks a little younger than he is. You’re looking for some inspiration? Andy is your man.

When I was interested in learning about how to improve my coding skills (not that I have any to start) so I could have better control over my blog, Andy was the guy I turned to. I messaged him on Facebook and asked him if he could recommend any free programs for improving my use of the Java coding language (I just picked a language that I thought I needed to know, and that’s how I phrased the question). He told me about a couple resources, but the one that stood out to me was: The company he works for, App Academy, just began offering a free class on coding. The same class he took for $17,000 is now available online for free!  He told me all four months of material is there, for free, and so you know what? I took the dive! I am not very far into the class, but I am enjoying it. I am at the point where I desire to continue my learning outside the class. Perhaps getting some books to read that will strengthen my chances of success with the free class.

Okay…that’s what I have for you today. The time is 11:04 AM, and Jo and I are going to go explore the city. It gets quite hot in the middle of the day out here in South East Asia, and we should really be exploring in the morning and working on our computers in the afternoon, but our minds just gravitate toward working in the mornings, and that’s how things have been going. Tomorrow I am going to apply for some more gig’s online having to do with freelance writing, and I am going to continue to take the free coding class. App Academy suggests it will take 12 to 16 months to complete the free online course, and so I am giving myself 2 years to really learn coding using this free tool. But if I could be making even 30k to 50k freelancing after I finish the class, plus having the control over my website I desire, I will be very happy. I am not on track to have a career by 30, but if I could code everything would be different. I look forward to writing more about this endeavor, and I hope as I progress you will see the results come through on this blog and website. I will talk to you all soon!

Chris