London to Ho Chi Minh by train and boat! Day 85.
Ho Chi Minh City, or Saigon as it’s also known. Our destination. And the end of our wild and wonderful journey all the way from the Atlantic waves of Finisterre in Spain. Although we took a few boats and buses, this is also the end of the world’s longest possible train journey if you travel all the way from Portugal. The world really isn’t as big as they tell us.
Traveling overland is a very physical reminder of how connected we all really are. A reminder that the world isn’t full of ‘different’ people who are out to get us. Other people of other faiths and other cultures – strange as they may seem at first – hope for the same peace, love and joy as I do. And you do. There is no ‘them’ and ‘us’. Only us. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.
Watching the landscapes, climate, cultures and faces change along the route was totally magical. The warm welcomes, helping hands and generosity offered by strangers has been humbling.
We’re now Celebrating Christmas with friends old and new and feeling grateful for all the amazing people and places that have been a part of our journey to this moment. And now, as one journey ends the next one begins. Although we don’t yet know our destination, it’s the journey that matters anyway. All we ever have is right here, right now. And that’s a pretty amazing thing.
Being fully alive and grateful in this exact moment is the best Christmas present anyone could ever wish for.
Next Stop: Angkor Wat — in Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam.