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Travel mistakes happen. One is booking a flight for the wrong day, like my friend did when he showed up at the airport to fly out of New Zealand in May and realized that he accidentally booked his ticket for August. Or like my mistake, when I made plans with multiple people on different occasions and told them the wrong dates of my arrival.
This most recent travel mishap is one that I messed up not once, not twice, but three stupid times.
Let’s start from the beginning:
I was in Vietnam in Ho Chi Minh City for Tet (Lunar New Year) and after celebrating this exciting new holiday for a few days, I decided I was ready to go somewhere new. I decided on Da Nang, a beach town near Hoi An, another place that I wanted to visit. It was pretty far from Ho Chi Minh, so I booked a cheap flight. Continue reading