Chapter 7 Stepping into Vietnam
For the first time in my life, I took an international bus, I feel so tall, this bus is from Nanning, China to Hanoi, Vietnam, the bus is the kind of large air-conditioned bus, the environment in the car is very good, it should be updated soon, and then the front face of the car is pasted with two national flags, which are China and Vietnam. Because Nanning is the capital, it is very prosperous, and the scenery on the street has changed a lot all the way to the border.
After driving a few hours, arrived at Pingxiang City, that is, the border city of Zhengbajing, this border area does not have too many buildings, to give me more impression is the dense forest and heavy mountains, our bus is still driving deeper, and finally to the border port on this side of China - Friendship Pass, before entering the Friendship Pass, will pass through an armed police card intersection, where passing through the intersection, must stop, fully accept the inspection, originally all the way to look at the hurried green scenery is quite let me relax, to this, When I saw that all the armed police soldiers were holding guns, getting into the car and checking their ID cards one by one, and looking at everyone with sharp eyes, I suddenly felt quite nervous, although I didn't break the law.
After checking the ID card, we began to let go of our car, and then the car slowly passed through a gatehouse that seemed to be hundreds of years, that is, the friendship pass, left over from the Qing Dynasty, I don't know the specifics, anyway, I don't know much, many people are still taking pictures there, I am not interested, directly passed, the next is to park into the Chinese pass, get off the car The driver told us that he took his own documents into the customs transit, out of the Chinese customs is the border of Vietnam, Then there will be a Vietnamese bus waiting for us, and it will not be a Chinese bus again.
To the Chinese customs, look around, particularly tall and mighty, there is indeed a strong motherland, into the house to pass the customs, no nonsense, show the passport, stamp, direct release, China has no problem here, very smooth out of the Chinese customs, after going out, it can be said that it is the boundary of Vietnam, and then continue to walk more than 100 meters, see the building of the Vietnamese customs, there are a lot of people waiting in line to enter the customs, which have daily work, there are tourists, China and Vietnam people account for the majority, There are also a small number of other countries. Before coming to Vietnam, I probably looked at what was said on the Internet, saying that Vietnamese customs are not things, specifically to tip Chinese, anyway, I was not in the mood to get used to your problem, and entered in a bang, there are several passages inside, Vietnam's customs and military people, all wearing that kind of king eight green clothes, especially piercing, as if our country was also this color in the seventies, I lined up there in order, waiting to leave the country. The person in front of me didn't tip, I don't know, after I arrived, that stupid customs was particularly unfriendly and said ten yuan to me in Chinese that he was not fluent in, I looked at him and said
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ey, he repeated to me again ten yuan, I said the same thing back to him, he thief angry, slapped the table with me and said Chinese, I said two words: no! He asked again: Why do you come to Vietnam if you don't have money? I say play. He saw that I really didn't mean to pay for it, and he couldn't do anything to me, angrily stamped my passport, or told me in Chinese that I limited you to three days to leave the country and return to China, and threw each other out to me, and then I took my passport and said to him in my fluent mother tongue: Lie in your dead mother! Because I know that he must not understand, haha, especially relieved, and then the long queue behind saw the situation, and later heard that they all obediently paid tips, and did not want to cause trouble, hey, this is the Chinese! I won't comment on it. Out of the Vietnamese customs is a large parking lot, in addition to the parking of tourist buses, is the Chinese big trucks coming and going, these cars are built in Vietnam, I have to admire our more and more powerful motherland! Then I found the bus we were going to take next, this time this bus is not as atmospheric as in China, it is much smaller, but it is still clean and tidy.
After people are out of customs, at this time there will be a lot of people who exchange Vietnamese dong, come forward to exchange money with you, and then I changed two thousand yuan, the exchange rate is one to three thousand three, that is, more than 600,000, haha, get on the bus, go, continue to set off, after getting on the car, I sat next to an authentic Vietnamese little brother, he was a graduate student in Wuhan, so Chinese communication is okay, along the way I asked him a lot about what should be paid attention to in Vietnam, and then at noon, the car will stop in front of a small restaurant, We are willing to eat, we can get out of the car to eat, there are also selling things, selling phone cards, exchanging money, I asked the buddy if he wanted to buy a phone card, the buddy kindly told me that it is easy to be deceived, don't buy it here, just eat a mouthful of food, and then, I listened to him and bought the same meal as him, Vietnamese noodles. This thing is eaten by the whole people of Vietnam, just like the rice noodles in Yunnan, China, but the taste is different, the method is not the same, they are also divided into several flavors, such as beef, chicken, pork and so on.
After eating, then set off, all the way to the mountains more, the road conditions are still lively, and then see the buildings and advertising slogans are Vietnamese, really feel a foreign country, really can't see any Chinese, to six o'clock in the evening, our bus into the Hanoi bus station, finally arrived, on the road is also a short day, a little tired, the staff on the car said in not very fluent Chinese, the end is here, Hanoi, Vietnam. A carload of people began to get out of the car in an orderly manner. And so my trip to Vietnam began......