Update: Zen and the art of Motorbike driving.
It's kind of funny – right after I wrote about how meditative motorbike rides in Vietnam can be, I started running into a series of events which caused me to rethink my premise.
First, I was driving when someone suddenly cut in front of me, hitting my front tire. I lost control for just a moment. It was a little scary, but I got over it quickly and resumed driving.
A couple weeks later, I was driving on a highway and a massive container truck nearly took me out. I was shaken up, but I was able to get back home and after a bit of time was able to calm down.
This was followed a few days later by almost getting hit in the side by a truck whizzing past me a little too fast in the motorbike lane. Our two mirrors collided, but I am grateful it wasn’t more.
Talk about irony in the simulation we call life!
Needless to say, I have rethought my opinion about motorbike driving in Vietnam. Unless I am in a small town or I have a quick local errand, I am sticking to the taxi.
Three in a row was just pushing my luck too much.
Zen and the art of Motorbike driving.
The city is empty. …shops are empty. …restaurants are empty. Hồ Chí Minh has turned into a scene from a Zombie apocalypse film with the streets emptied of all human life. For those who haven’t prepared by stocking up on supplies, it is going to be a difficult week. New Year is nearly here. Now is time to talk about Driving in Vietnam.