While I was leaving Hue today, an older Vietnamese man caught my attention. I was at a stoplight, just five minutes into my drive for the day, when he asked me where I was from. I told him I was American, and he mentioned he had family in the U.S. His English was really good, and he said I reminded him of his nephew or some other relative. He seemed like a sweet guy and asked if I wanted to grab a tea with him.
I really wanted to start my drive, but he had such welcoming energy that I agreed. We drove about five minutes down the road and sat down for a green tea together. In the back of my mind, I was a little cautious — wondering if he was trying to take money from me — but we ended up having a great conversation. He was visiting Hue with his family for the weekend, though I wasn't entirely sure why. His daughter lives in San Francisco, so he was familiar with the U.S.
He was genuinely kind, and I told him a bit about my life. At one point, he looked at my motorbike and said my chain was hanging too low and needed replacing. Again, I wasn't sure if he was being helpful or trying to get money out of me. He took me to a bike mechanic and tried to negotiate a price for me — but it was way too high, and I started to feel a little skeptical.
Still, I offered to treat him to lunch since he had bought me tea. We couldn't find a pho place nearby, and eventually he said he had to get going. Before leaving, he asked if I would buy candies for children in a local village. I thought about it — and I still trusted him — so I donated some milkshakes for the kids instead. Supposedly.
He said he doesn't use his phone from 11 to 4 because he's Buddhist, so we didn't take a picture together. I gave him my phone number on a piece of paper in case he needed it.
After we parted ways, I drove a long stretch through the Hai Van Pass. It was beautiful — a winding seaside mountain route with incredible views.
Hoi An is known for tailored clothing and custom leather shoes — maybe I'll get something made while I'm here. I'm definitely tired after so many long driving days. I think tomorrow will be my last day on the bike before I sell it.
Overall, today reminded me that real travel and adventure is better than just visiting tourist spots. It's about the unexpected moments — like sitting with a stranger for tea.
