사파 투어 최악의 하루 🚫 흑몽족 조심

사파 투어 최악의 하루 🚫 흑몽족 조심

-Short Description- I wanted to see the rice paddy views in Sapa but didn’t want to walk too much, so yesterday I signed up for the tour without reading the English description carefully or knowing anything about Sapa’s culture. I thought we’d just drive up, look around, and drive back down. However, this tour turned out to be a 12 km journey with strangers, starting from the accommodation and visiting Y Linh Ho, Lao Chai, and Ta Van villages. This vlog captures the experiences I had along the way. Because of my personality, I still can’t film while talking when there are people around, so I didn’t speak much in the on-site footage. This time, I’ll be sharing the story through narration! I overslept this morning, so when I came down,
the guide told me there was still time and that I should have breakfast before leaving. So I ate and then
we set off right away. While looking for the car, I realized we had already
come down to the center of Sapa. From that point, elderly women carrying big baskets and a young girl carrying a baby
naturally started following me. I thought maybe they were part of our group?
So I just let it be. It felt awkward and uncomfortable. If we were going to walk all the way from the accommodation,
I would’ve just checked the map and walked alone. It’s all my fault, I guess. When I saw the mountains in the distance, I realized—oh,
this is actually going to be a walking journey. But the scenery was beautiful, so with a sense of excitement,
I started walking. The guide warned us in advance that the path would be slippery,
so I listened to the instructions and we set off again. “Be careful going down.” Then I suddenly became curious about that girl.
Why was she following with a baby on such a dangerous mountain path? Then she suddenly started talking to me. [Exchanging introductions] “We usually marry early.” “I got married at 17.” After that short, awkward conversation,
I avoided eye contact. “They’re taking pictures here.
I guess this is a photo spot.” Wow, the sight of the mountains meeting the clouds
was truly breathtaking and beautiful. It made me excited and think,
“Oh, maybe I can walk a bit.” So I followed along behind. “It’s so slippery.”
The path was getting more and more slippery. And these were suede sneakers—
the kind that shouldn’t get wet. And that’s what I wore.
So I was walking really carefully. Carefully, carefully. But how could they not get wet?
Of course, they got soaked after crossing over there. Even my socks got soaked.
“Oh, I wore the wrong shoes. They’re all wet.” Oh my god. “Thank you. Thank you so much.” “Cam on, cam on.” [I thanked an older woman in Vietnamese for helping me cross a rough path.] “That’s Vietnamese, my language is different. I’m a Vietnamese Hmong.” “Then where are you from?” “Cam on is Vietnamese, but I’m Hmong from Vietnam.” Wow, now I could learn who she really was—
not Vietnamese, but a Vietnamese Hmong. At the time,
I knew nothing about Black Hmong or Zay people. I just thought, “Oh, she’s just following us for some reason,” and left it at that. Anyway, it was so slippery—seriously,
it felt like I was on survival training or in the marines. Oh, and for the record, these were brand new shoes that day. My first time wearing them.
Anyway, the woman held my hand like an angel and helped me, so I was really, really
grateful. And I thought, “Oh, maybe because the path is dangerous,
they bring along local Hmong women who know the trail well as safety guides.” And as we walked, there were animals along the way, and the green trees made the path feel open,
so it was a bit healing. “I threw the shoes away right after buying them.
I’m just going to wear them for today and throw them away.” “Shouldn’t have brought them to Vietnam.”
And my calves were already sore from the day before, yet here I was, walking again. But even worse, you know that unpleasant feeling? The discomfort of walking in sneakers
soaked with water. “I should buy something from the kids selling stuff later.” “I’m so drained.” “This is hell, seriously.” “This is too much.” As you walk through the village,
kids sell bracelets and such. The kids didn’t ask me to buy anything.
I must look broke. They can tell, huh? LOL. I actually wanted to buy a bracelet from them. I thought, “Once I get somewhere,
I’ll buy one for sure.” “Sit here.” The caring woman told me to sit and rest,
and I felt relieved to finally take a break. Then I asked the child how much it was. “Five?” I didn’t buy it because it was pretty,
but just because I wanted to get one for her. I ended up leaving it at the accommodation. “I bought one.” [After resting a bit…] I put my soaking wet suede sneakers back on
and set off again. Then the angel-like woman even
made a heart for me. ^^^ Ah, I stepped in cow dung.
Yes, I stepped in dung. All of that was cow poop. As if the discomfort wasn’t enough,
now I had dung added to it. We walked and walked and walked—
it felt like four hours had passed. Then, I reached a state of enlightenment.
Since I was going to throw the shoes away anyway, I just stepped right into the mud. I just
reached enlightenment. “Ugh.”
And strangely enough, from that moment, I didn’t think about anything. It felt like my mind was completely emptied.
Like my soul had slipped away. This was honestly
mountain climbing at an advanced level. Then the muddy trekking
continued for a while until I started seeing houses. “It must be muddy because it rained yesterday.” Finally, I saw a lake
where I could wash off my dirty, dung-covered sneakers. “I should wash my shoes.” Wow, I didn’t even have time to drink a sip of water.
Before I could drink a single sip, they came right over and
started trying to sell me things. Still, out of gratitude, I was
looking at the items with an open mind. Ah, but as I was editing this, hearing that pushy lady’s voice again gave me PTSD. Even though I didn’t need it, I said
I’d buy one out of appreciation. But the lady insisted I had to buy two.
Like, “I helped you, so you must buy two.” Such a pushy attitude. I was drained and just wanted to rest,
but I couldn’t. I felt dizzy from exhaustion. So I decided to buy two. “How much for two?” “Two, 350,000 dong.” When I asked the price, she said 300.
That means 300,000 dong. But I only had 180,000 dong to my name.
I thought, “Wait, I don’t have that much cash,” and checked my wallet. “300..?” “Yeah~ ^^ Got a problem?” — that kind of tone. Right, I didn’t have 300,000 dong in cash.
All I had was 180,000 dong. Feeling flustered,
I turned off my camera and, instead of buying something, I just gave her an 80,000 dong tip. “I gave that lady a tip…” Out of my total 180,000 dong,
I kept 100,000 and gave her an 80,000 dong tip. Then I finally sat down to rest. Then suddenly, she started yelling—what’s her problem? Even though I had no cash,
she kept pressuring me to buy and got angry. Then her attitude changed 180 degrees,
and she started scolding and pressuring me. “You can’t even do this for me?? I was nice to you!” “I really don’t have any money…” I even showed her my wallet; I showed her all my change except the 100,000 dong. When I didn’t buy anything,
she clicked her tongue and yelled at me. “I really don’t have money. I gave you everything I had—except the 100,000 dong I need for tomorrow.” “I’m sorry.” Looking back, I never asked her to hold my hand or help me. She approached me first and helped, then used that as leverage to force me to buy things. That kind of attitude is just wrong. She kept asking if I wasn’t going to buy more. But I already gave her 80,000 dong, and I truly had no money—so how could I? “I really have no money. This is all I have.” I still had three more days in Vietnam,
and I thought I needed to keep 100,000 dong as an emergency fund, so I gave her the remaining 80,000 dong. But she kept pressuring me, asking if I didn’t have more, over and over. Wow, I’m getting pissed again just remembering it. “She only helped me because she wanted to sell me something.” I only realized that after the fact. “I didn’t buy anything, I just gave her 80,000 dong.” (Couldn’t buy it…) “I only have money for tomorrow. I can’t even do the math.” At that moment, all I felt was guilt. I was sorry—sorry I couldn’t buy something after she helped me. “I should give her more money.” And there I was, deciding to give her my remaining 100,000 dong—
my entire fortune. Seriously, don’t go, don’t go, don’t go!!! “I should give her more money.”
Wow, I really was a pushover. “This is literally all I have left.
I should just give it to her…” But at the time, it wasn’t just guilt over not buying something—
her constant anger made me feel sorry, like it was my fault. That endless “Sorry, sorry…” like I was some kind of criminal. (I was way too submissive.) Why is she crumpling my money…? Wow… the audacity. Even after giving her my entire fortune, she still insulted me. Is this real life? [Seeing her smile again now is chilling.] So, after giving away my entire fortune,
I still got insulted. ^^ And then appeared the second one—a young girl carrying a baby. “I ended up buying again.”
Partly because the baby was so cute, and when I said I didn’t have cash, she said they had a card machine downstairs, so I could use that. We agreed I’d withdraw cash later and give it to them—
after going down to get it. (There was a card machine below.) At that point, I had no cash left because I’d given it all to that other lady. (Meaning she wanted me to give the money to the guide.) So we went down through the village to make the card payment,
and continued walking down. “Ugh…” And then, after losing my entire 180,000 dong to that “angel” turned witch,
my spirit and legs were both broken. I told the guide I wanted to take a motorbike back to the accommodation,
but he said the way down wasn’t steep and I could walk it, so I trusted him. He said the path down wasn’t rough, so it would be fine,
and I kept going. But these suede sneakers still won’t dry!!!!!!!!!!!! “They say it’s still far.”
And over there, you can see a bridge— I guess that’s another photo spot.
I was so tired I just sat down to rest, but I couldn’t even rest—more kids appeared. By that point, my head hurt badly and
my legs were in severe pain. It was so exhausting. I swear this will haunt my dreams. [You can’t be the only one hearing thisㅠㅠ Let’s listen together.] “Everyone’s taking pictures over there, but I’m too tired—
I’m just going to wait here.” By now I was already marked as the pushover,
so they only came to me. “Drainedㅡㅡ” I already had social anxiety, but after Sapa,
I think it’s gotten even worse. “I just want to be alone.” “Did I step on their poop earlier?” “Did I step on their poop earlier? XD” [Music] When will this journey ever end?
My sneakers still won’t dry, they’re damp, and I feel like I’m going to get eczema or athlete’s foot—
yet I just kept walking and walking. “I need to rest here for a bit. I’m so tired.” “Ah, so cute!” “A puppy!”
Thankfully, all the friends on this tour were super kind and nice. There were Indian friends, Spanish friends—everyone was so nice, I was really grateful. “What I bought earlier.” This wallet was what I bought from the girl carrying the baby earlier,
and finally, we went to eat. It’s apparently a local home-style restaurant in the village.
The food was good. My face that day was in terrible shape… [And so the village sightseeing began^^] [Music]
A village where people actually live. We even got to see the villagers’ real homes. “This is the kitchen and bedroom, and the second floor is made of stone.” “Dried chili.” “This is meat.” “Buffalo something something for tomorrow ^^” “Look at the chicks.” “They say we’re going to another village.” “I think you can just think of this as an all-day walking tour.” “Just walking all day while enjoying nature.” “Wow, this is amazing.” “My shoes are still damp because of the material,
so I’m still walking in them. I think I’ll have to throw them away.” They’re shoes that shouldn’t get wet,
but they got wet and won’t dry. If you hate walking, seriously,
don’t do this tour. Seriously. [I was just stupid, and most people probably wouldn’t sign up without checking like I did!] “I guess we have to cross there.” [We crossed… the current was no joke.] [The kids are amazing swimmers!] [We kept walking and walking again.] “Oh my god.” “Wow, this is like military endurance training.
We walked through the same muddy paths again and again.” “I’m ending my tour early.” “I’m taking a motorbike back to the accommodation.
I can’t walk anymore.” [Escape from hell] [Even the music sounds bitter.] Hello. It’s the next day,
and I’ve thrown away my suede sneakers. Never imagined I’d end up doing a muddy trek the day I bought and wore them for the first time. Ah, so yesterday I went trekking. The reason I booked the tour was because I didn’t want to walk. If we were going to walk from the accommodation, I would’ve just gone by myself.
Now— One thing to point out: don’t skim the description like I did. Even if it’s in English, use a translator
and read it all the way to the end. I just saw “rice field view” and “ethnic minority village” in the description— and thought, “Oh, I can see the rice field view I wanted to see! I’m going!” I naïvely assumed they’d drive us there and
then we’d just look around~~. I signed up because I didn’t want to walk, but it turned out
we had to walk from the accommodation anyway. If I’d been alone, I probably would’ve just gone to one village.
Anyway, that’s how it was. [That crazy Black Hmong lady story]
When we went up, she suddenly asked me to buy something. That’s when I realized—oh, she’s one of those people who help you and then sell things. Still, she helped me, so I thought I should buy something out of gratitude,
but she insisted I had to buy two. “It’s 350,000 dong,” she said.
At that time, I was so exhausted my soul had left my body. So when she got angry,
it didn’t even feel bad—I just thought, “Oh, maybe this is too small a tip?” “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I’m really sorry.” That’s how I felt, genuinely.
I thought, “Maybe it’s too small an amount…” So out of guilt, I gave her my remaining money—
my last 100,000 dong. She even snatched it and crumpled it; but at the time, I wasn’t even upset—just bewildered at why she was still angry. “Do I need to give her more? Is my tip too small?” That’s honestly what I thought.
Then back at the accommodation, I reviewed my footage. Watching the video, I realized her behavior was extremely rude. Only later did I start feeling upset. And it turns out, the 180,000 dong I gave her
wasn’t a small tip—it’s like 9,000–10,000 KRW. That’s not a small tip at all. Not at all. But I thought it was small, because she kept getting angry, grumbling,
and telling me it wasn’t enough. Turns out it wasn’t small.
And yet I got insulted for not buying something, even after giving a tip. You don’t even have to give a tip. Seriously, it’s not required. Please, don’t act submissive like I did. Don’t be stupid like me! Yesterday I was so drained that I acted too submissively—
never again. Don’t let yourself be treated like that. And I’ve learned once again
that there’s no such thing as kindness without a motive. Ah, my back hurts.
Anyway, that’s all for today’s video. Bye~ Now I’m off to take the sleeping bus in four hours. Wow, this is called coconut coffee.
I ordered it iced. It looks amazing. Looks like ice cream.
Wow, seriously, you have to try this coconut coffee. It completely erased all the bad feelings I had from those awful people. Amazing. So delicious. This is a must-try. My first memory of Sapa wasn’t great… But someday, with someone, I think it’d be worth visiting again. Ugh, stop honking already! What’s wrong with you? You look so rude.
At this point, it’s like they’re just trying to annoy me. Uphill hell begins. The road to the accommodation is insane. Let me show you!! The accommodation is at the top, so we have to climb this uphill road.
The restaurant is at the bottom, and the lodging is at the top. Do this three times and your calves will be destroyed. Second round of hell begins—
we have to climb those stairs. From here, it’s about 10 more minutes of uphill walking,
then turn left, then more uphill—almost there. Ah, the sleeping bus on the way back isn’t great. The one coming here was amazing,
but the one going back is disappointing. Not great. [Uncomfortable] [Strong mold smell from the air conditioner] It doesn’t even turn off—
even when set to OFF, air still blows out faintly. [Had to breathe in the moldy, dusty smell the whole way.] But at least they let us get off at rest stops often, so that was nice. Going to the bathroom,
I figured I’d buy something to eat. Looks like you have to pay to use the bathroom. They also sell ice cream and lots of snacks. I bought a snack and got back on the bus. [Uncomfortable] [Mold smell] [And to top it off, the last taxi driver—
a lying scammer. Too many in Hanoi and Sapa.] [There were good moments too, but this trip ended with too many encounters with bad people.] Thank you for watching this long video! Thankfully, the next video will be a healing one! Please subscribe and like XD

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