“The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.”
― Marcel Proust
Okay, when you think of Vietnam, you think of the food, the sites and the people. I was looking forward to documenting things like a skyscraper that was not completed by the time I first visited VN. I got the shot, but the process of arriving is well, problematic. Well, the people issue is hit and miss. I was hoping to relax, but I'm in a state of perpetual pissyness of the uber atomic nature. Been trying to meditate real hard now, but it's not easy. The result is some hard thoughts on causation and a more sociological analysis of the experience.
I knew it was going to be bad 5 minutes into the ride, and it was. 5 minutes in and I knew, this was going to be expensive. I had thought about the entire scam. I had read about it, but I didn't think it would be so blatant.
There were several errors that enabled this. The first error was before I flew out of the USA. I realized my anti-theft measures for my wallet were actually all wrong. The problem is this front pocket wallet configuration.
Ultimately, I know I am not alone, but I am still PISSED. It's become personalized. It's not personal. The cabbie was a crook. This sort of reminds me of a crooked cab in Las Vegas once.
Second of all, research better and trust your research. Have little faith in people being inherently good. They aren't. If you Google the key words, taxi and Vietnam, you get a lot of garbage. I realized that the most frequently cited scam taxis was the one I was locked into. In 2010, Thanh Nien News reported an Aussie who killed a taxi driver from the same company--Saigon Tourist. He killed the dude for a lesser cheat. Now Mai Linh is supposed to be good, but there are reports of 4 million Dong fares. Travelfish.org has also reported that basically, Noi Bai Airport really sucks too. That's Hanoi by the way. Basically, I thought that sometimes you had to be worried about Bangkok, but HCM/Saigon got nothing on Bangkok. It totally SUCKS.
Third of all, trust your gut. I had a weird sense that there was something amiss, but I didn't think an entire Taxi Cue was corrupt. Also, try to remember which color is good. Green is good. All others bad. I forgot about that thing, and I got a big fat dildo shoved up my wallet's ass.
I've started my stay in Vietnam with a sour note. Even eating good pho, and some good photo shots have not quelled my underlying pissed off mood. It has also colored my perception of Vietnam. Upon further contemplation, it did feel like a gangster style racket going on at the airport. Now, Vietnam Travel and Living Guide recommends Mai Linh or Vinasun Taxis. But with a negative article on Mai Linh, it really only leaves Vinasun. Vinasun by the way is the one the hotel calls. So, lately, I've been walking away from anyone trying to get me into their cages. There are times in which I could rent a motorbike, but apparently that's not really technically allowed. Once bitten, twice as cautious.
What bothers me is that this scam messed up my frame of mind. When I get hawkers trying to sell me stuff, I view it as a threat not a game. The good thing is my radar is on high alert. The bad this is my radar is on high alert.
Advice for Airports:
1. If you can, try to get someone to pick you up.
2. If the hotel can pick you up, do it.
3. Go with a Vietnamese you trust. They will not guide you the wrong way. I was in Vietnam, specifically Hanoi, 3 times prior. No problems.
4. Vinasun ONLY. And even then, be cautious. Make sure the meter goes on. Watch that meter. They list the rates right there. If all else fails, go back to WATCH THAT METER.
5. Use a regular wallet. Use nothing that allows people to see what you got.
6. Bring a pit bull. Of course, customs may not like Pettie the Pittie.
Advice for Traveing around:
1. Radar on high.
2. Trust your gut.
3. Don't carry items that scream, steal me.
Ultimately, the taxi shit has shitted on my parade. It colored my visit in darker colors like the storm clouds that drop rain in liquid light. Usually, I'm pretty good about letting go of some things, but the fact that I TOTALLY WAS HOSED! Well, you know. It's hard. Now, the logic might be that this dude was just a douche. I'm not entirely certain. It's been two days essentially, and I have been trying to let go. I've returned to the fact that this is a Communist country, and I reviewed in my head, my old Marxism class at UCLA. Ultimately, the means of production controls the means of existence. It's ironic, but Marx can say alot about what happened.
"In the social production of their existence, men inevitably enter into definite relations, which are independent of their will, namely relations of production appropriate to a given stage in the development of their material forces of production. The totality of these relations of production constitutes the economic structure of society, the real foundation, on which arises a legal and political superstructure and to which correspond definite forms of social consciousness. The mode of production [or “means of production] of material life conditions the general process of social, political and intellectual life. It is not the consciousness of men that determines their existence, but their social existence that determines their consciousness." (note: this is Existential)
-- A Contribution to the Critique of Political Economy. Karl Marx.This has forced me to further think about the reason for the problem. Why? Is it just shaddy taxis? Is it a lack of governmental control of scams? What is it? It is probably how the economy is set up. It's sort of hood mentality--get in the game and play or be sidelined. The means of production is affecting the means of existence. Perhaps not in a positive way. The means of existence demands cutthroat behavior. The income disparity is also something to study. There is income disparity in Thailand, but how people adapt differ.
What I am left with is a sense of sadness. Sadness in that I got caught. Sadness in that I should have lived with my gut feeling, but my fear left me down. I should have had more cohones, but then I always know that if you are in a foreign country, you are not always going to be able to read the pitfalls. What is probably more of a problem is what it will do for Vietnam. Vietnam wants to become a tourist hub, but if tourists have visits like this, then it's game over before the game starts. It also taints the sense of it being a vacation destination. So from the personal, we go to the global analysis.
The personal goes first. I can't let this stuff instill fear. As Yoda says:
77. No Attachment to DustI have here discussed right and wrong, so obviously I am nowhere close to Nirvana. Everyday is a fortunate day. Money is dust. It is what stains our relationships with others. It is what corrupts our soul. I must let go. I can let go, but what other implications are there?
Zengetsu, a Chinese master of the T'ang dynasty, wrote the following advice for his pupils:
Living in the world yet not forming attachments to the dust of the world is the way of a true Zen student.
When witnessing the good action of another encourage yourself to follow his example. Hearing of the mistaken action of another, advise yourself not to emulate it.
Even though alone in a dark room, be as if you were facing a noble guest. Express your feelings, but become no more expressive than your true nature.
Poverty is your teasure. Never exchange it for an easy life.
A person may appear a fool and yet not be one. He may only be guarding his wisdom carefully.
Virtues are the fruit of self-discipline and do not drop from heaven of themselves as does rain or snow.
Modesty is the foundation of all virtues. Let your neighbors discover you before you make yourself known to them.
A noble heart never forces itself forward. Its words are as rare gems, seldom displayed and of great value.
To a sincere student, every day is a fortunate day. Time passes but he never lags behind. Neither glory nor shame can move him.
Censure yourself, never another. Do not discuss right and wrong.
Some things, though right, were considered wrong for generations. Since the value of righteousness may be recognized after centuries, there is no need to crave an immediate appreciation.
Live with cause and leave results to the great law of the universe. Pass each day in peaceful contemplation.
What about ASEAN? What are the cultural implications? What is clear is that nothing occurs without a cause. The means of production affects the means of existence. Life for Vietnamese must be a hard scrabble life. You notice beggars on the sidewalks. People constantly asking if you want a ride on the motorcycle. Sellers trying to grab you to sell things. Underneath the veneer of Halong Bay and the other tourist traps, are lives on the edge. There is an income divide here. It is different than Thailand. Thailand seems to have a spiritual life jacket. Materialism exists, but they maintain the spirit houses. They wrap trees thought to be spiritual hubs. They try to take care of stray dogs and cats. Homeless are fed by neighbors. That overall feeling doesn't exist here in Vietnam. It is a clear cultural difference. Vietnam is not dominated by Theravada Buddhism. Although we look at the region as one block, they are different nations with different issues and cultures. The common issue is conspicuous consumption, an income divide, and for those at the bottom, a hard scrabble life that can undermine the future of the tourist industry here. How the new ASEAN Economic formula will be affected is uncertain. What Vietnam doesn't need is for other members of ASEAN to get pissed. I wonder about Singaporeans. They are investors, and a bad experience with one key Singaporean may affect their decision making on investment.
Regardless, I'm going to change my wallet.
Must let go. Let go of fear. Let go of negative thoughts. Let go.
Irony. I just watched an Aussie girl get her entire purse snatched by a motorcycle. I guess it could be worse. I feel better now.
“To be wronged is nothing, unless you continue to remember it.”