Wednesday, 23 April 2014

Ode to thang longs

With every new friendly face we meet on our trip, we also have to say good bye to some very dear friends. The thang long, aka the Vietnamese hotel scuff, has been a selfless, unwavering companion. They were there as the street sewers ran thick with stagnant offal, keeping western feet high and dry. They were the unsung heroes of frequent visits to the roller coaster-esque visits to the train squat toilets. As we have moved to greener pastures, we must remember the pseudo-footwear that made it all possible, thang long you will be remembered, lest we forget

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