The Bridge Was Gold. I Felt Like a Ghost.

Golden Bridge, outside Hoi An. It’s the one you’ve seen: giant stone hands, fog curling around the railings, everyone trying to get the same shot. I thought standing there would feel cinematic. Instead, I felt invisible—just another body in the crowd, camera out, smile on. It’s beautiful, sure. But there’s a loneliness in places built for photos. You start to wonder if you’re chasing a memory you’ll never actually live. I left with a hundred pictures and not one I wanted to post. Sometimes the most iconic spots are the ones that make you feel the smallest. #Travel #TravelExpectationVsReality #InvisibleInTheCrowd