The last day in Vietnam.
発行済み: 29.01.2019
Since my hostel was not inviting and my bed was right under the air conditioning, and my roommates had set it colder at night with high volume, I wasn't really fit the next morning. I couldn't fall asleep again in the morning because of the cold. I fled to the upper neighboring bed. In any case, I then walked into the city.
Typical Asian, really.
Here I sat down. And immediately someone came to shine my shoes. Since they were really dirty, I asked for the price. I was told to pay what it is worth to me. Okay. Then the person stuck these things in the back of the shoes, because the shoes always wear out at the back. They would allegedly last a year. I handed him a euro. He replied that these things are expensive. He wanted about 10 euros for them. In Asia, I could get a new pair of shoes for that price. I actually only wanted to give him two euros, since I didn't want these things and he didn't mention a price. But I only had a four-euro bill. After a long discussion, he accepted this money.
I was annoyed and went to the next attraction, the city hall.
The Independence Palace.
Shown here.
And another temple.
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I actually wanted to go to the public pool afterwards, but it got cloudier. So I just went to the terrace of the hostel. 
And got a really delicious dinner.
