Quy Coc Tu continued: “The more I travel, the more I see how fragmented the world is, a kaleidoscope of tragedies and joy. Many things moved me, especially when I’m gone to far-off lands, away from civilization.”
Speaking of joy, Quy Coc Tu talked about the myriad of things that made him happy on his trip, seemingly without end, from the trips to the border markers accompanied by border patrols, like border marker number 79 – the highest in Indochina, number 42 – the second-highest,… “I slept and camp in the wild, by the river. I felt ecstatic because I never thought I would set foot there. A sense of pride emerged as I saw the people who sacrificed their youth to protect their nation. Those little bouts of happiness can be found here and there – no need for something grand or surprising, but it’s a sustainable kind of happiness,” Quy Coc Tu happily shared.
Vinh Gau told us about his many tales – the ones that even the blogger isn’t sure if it’s supposed to be melancholy or not. But they certainly made some long lasting impression for him. One lead example was the time Vinh Gau went to Cuba for a 10-day trip without WiFi or even 3G, and he can’t use English there because most of the locals speak Spanish, so Vinh Gau had no chance to communicate or learn more about the place.
In another story from 2017, Vinh Gau flew to France in the middle of Christmas. Why? To meet an old flame of his. He visited Strasbourg, also known as “The Capital of Christmas,” and met with his old lover for some walks and talks. In an ironic twist, Vinh Gau had no one else to be with but himself on Christmas Eve. “All the stores had closed down early that day (thiết kế thay “that day” bằng “for Christmas”). Because I couldn’t find any place to have dinner, I resorted to eating my rations, which I kept in my bag for situations like these.”