After returning to Hanoi, we were taking the overnight train to a city called Hue. We were sharing a sleeping compartment with Rob and Michelle, the younger Australian couple, and Rob had the bright idea to buy a case of beer to bring on. We found one in our neighborhood for about $10.
It was a small compartment and there wasn't much to do, so we just sat and talked for hours while digging into the beer. We started stacking the cans on the window sill, and a pyramid (or beeramid, if you will) was the next logical step. At that point, it also became necessary to finish all the beer, which we did before going to bed. Starting with a row of 9, we needed just one more to complete the beeramid, so we borrowed one from Wayne in the cabin next door.
I stabilized the beeramid and was pretty proud of my engineering effort, so when Rob bet me 100,000 dong that the beeramid wouldn't be standing by morning, I took it. Only 15 minutes later, as we were getting ready to go to sleep, the train approached a stop. Rob must have paid the driver because he came to a wrenching halt, and our nicely built beeramid came crashing down. As Dee put it, it was the sound of 100,000 dong hitting the floor.
After returning to Hanoi, we were taking the overnight train to a city called Hue. We were sharing a sleeping compartment with Rob and Michelle, the younger Australian couple, and Rob had the bright idea to buy a case of beer to bring on. We found one in our neighborhood for about $10.
It was a small compartment and there wasn't much to do, so we just sat and talked for hours while digging into the beer. We started stacking the cans on the window sill, and a pyramid (or beeramid, if you will) was the next logical step. At that point, it also became necessary to finish all the beer, which we did before going to bed. Starting with a row of 9, we needed just one more to complete the beeramid, so we borrowed one from Wayne in the cabin next door.
I stabilized the beeramid and was pretty proud of my engineering effort, so when Rob bet me 100,000 dong that the beeramid wouldn't be standing by morning, I took it. Only 15 minutes later, as we were getting ready to go to sleep, the train approached a stop. Rob must have paid the driver because he came to a wrenching halt, and our nicely built beeramid came crashing down. As Dee put it, it was the sound of 100,000 dong hitting the floor.
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