Alan The World Adventurer: Asian Files 6

Got Bitten By A Girl

Been pretty flippin’ shit at the bloggin’ shit, but nether the less gather round children, because I have a story for you!!!

In the mountains in the north of Vietnam there is a small tourist ridden town that goes by the name of Sapa. Surrounding this town are many tribes villages, which is where our story takes place.

In the village of Cat Cat which is home of the Black H’mong tribe I was doing a home stay with one of the locals. Whilst trekking I came across a girl trying to sell me a bracelet. I didn’t want a bracelet. She indicated that if I didn’t buy a bracelet she would bite my finger off. I still didn’t want a bracelet!!!! So she bit my pinky!!!

At the time I thought not much of this, I drew a little blood, but I am a big boy and expected to face such terrors on my travels. So we left the village and over the next few weeks my little pinky got pinker and pussier and the skin was starting to come away from the nail. I used over three times my weekly Savlon ration but no progress ensued.

After three weeks passed I was in Danang and a fellow traveler told me that my hand might fall off. She heard a story about a guy who was fighting another guy like, and this guy was like “I’m gonna punch you” and the other guy was like “not if I punch you first”. So one of ‘em punched and cut his hand on his teeth like. Thought he’d won the fight, but a couple days later his hand was all pink and shit. He went to the doctor and HE HAD TO HAVE HIS HAND CHOPPED OFF!!!

This story shat me up so I went to the nearest doctor got my finger scrapped of all the puss and shit and got given antibiotics. Cost me fucking 70 dollars. Was pretty annoying, but luckily my pinky is safe.

So the moral of the story is don’t go traveling unless you don’t mind losing a finger.

Peace and Love.

Bye bye.

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