Blind stretch unstable

Come here, I'll tell you about my unstable trip on September 30th. #awesomepic #mytripvlog #urbanexplorer The reason I say it's an unstable trip is because since I started traveling, I've never had such continuous instability from start to finish like this! And of course, I still thank my ancestors in heaven for carrying the burden of this reckless grandson, thank the travel agency for still protecting him so that he can come here to write these nonsense lines. My personality has always been about doing what I say, so when I decide to go somewhere, I usually research and book rooms, cars, and everything in advance, even a month in advance. However, no matter how much I calculate, I still can't predict that Typhoon Noru is a super typhoon that has appeared after a decade and hit close to the departure date, making me nervously check the weather forecast up to ten times a day. Episode 1 of instability! Of course, after booking everything and asking for leave, there was no way I could cancel the trip due to the storm. Still set off as planned. About 4 hours before boarding the bus, I called the bus company again, and received the answer "Dear, the bus company is not running due to storms and rain!", oh well! Episode 2 of instability! Oh, but with the experience of planning trips over the past few years, missing a bus is nothing. Although I was a bit scared because the bus company even canceled and didn't dare to run, but I dared to rush off. But anyway, the risk is high, I still quickly found a way to change the deal, if HP doesn't run, I'll go to Hanoi to catch a bus, there's no shortage of them. So at 6pm, the two of us rushed like crazy to the bus station to catch the latest bus to Hanoi. Before we even got on the bus, we received a notice that the flight was canceled due to bad weather. There's nothing more to say because the main purpose of this trip is to fly a parachute, I can't bear to get on the bus and then get off the bus =))) unstable episode 3! When I got there it was around 9am, Hanoi was still drizzling, I really wanted a donner sandwich but I couldn't find any shop selling it along Ho Tung Mau street. I finished eating it at 10:50pm