With the nightmare journey from Kunming to the Vietnam border behind us, we looked ahead to some trekking in the peaceful and lush green hills around Sapa.
10,040 km later we find ourselves once again where we started from, and this time it’s sad to say that Freda’s odometer will not be ticking forward for us anymore.
Since it was getting late and we were trying desperately to avoid getting caught in the middle of a forest after dark, we ran as much as we could. We had nothing left in the tank and were out of water; we were operating on adrenaline.
