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When I was 20 years old, I have never been away from home without supervisions of family or school or someone called as "adult". For one moment in 2014, I felt that I was big enough, or "old" in the eyes of the teenage that time, I began to want to go far. The town of Hoang Mai - Nghe An is not the farthest one that has come here, saying that many people think of oversea. But in facts, 200km is enough to makes the definition "far"

The trip has ended 3 years but today I was inspired to write about our story of youth.

Planning to go may have been up for a month and the notifications of Facebook also jumped continuously everyday by the abnormal conference that mainly just around the problem of eating, playing, wearing anything ... But the truth is that the last minute everything wasnot prepared as we expect :)) Fortunately, the 7 girls of the Roxy are full of brave to set foot on Hoang Mai :

The first impression of this place was the ugly road and dusty. Until the morning after, when I saw the whole scene, I realized that it was not so bad, it was just so much worse only. People's houses are cleared, crushed like few bombs ranged. But no, that is not the worst. Living with no Internet ! The first day ended with rain so all day long we stick at home. The next day we went to the sea, it was dark and still rain. But the last day before going back to Hanoi, the sun was so fantastic :))

But after all

I forgot about the existence of them after drinking sugar cane juice three times poured :)) eat wet cake, seafood, rice crackers, tea .... when we singing karaoke ... after eating together, sleep together, play together ...

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Higher than the sun, than harsh rain, than the hardship of coastal land are smiles, hospitality, although first arrived here but found familiar, close to myself, asked myself "Should Alice go back to Wonderland?" Night on way back to Hanoi, auntie hug, uncle shook hands and I was trying to hold back tears. 3 days are cared for, like their children but we didnot have a chance to say thanks. I thought it was one of my regrets

Higher than a trip away is the friendship, although never more kind to each other than 5 minutes, opened the mouth is shouting, fighting each other. We have experienced together the beautiful moments of life, keeping together memories that never forget the threshold of maturity.

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Higher than the sky are stars of last night, when we was on the highway, thousands of stars like to swoop down, perhaps just up with hands up is picking down. The highway is without lights but still bright, leading us to the horizon. Laughter speaks, engine sounds, winds ring on pine trees, aroma of hair in the wind, salty smell of the sea, smell of pure forest ... all still in my mind. .

Hoang Mai <3