With the insane amount of motorbikes in Vietnam they inevitably meet their demise at a scrap yard. I happened across this scrap yard by chance. I’d hopped on my motorbike with the express purpose of getting lost. I found this 10-meter high pile of motorbikes fallen by the wayside near a busy bridge on the way to the countryside. Here was my moment of the day, my mountain of dead movement and inspiration. My best advice for any traveler is to discover something new for yourself. If you go outside of your comfort level, ditch the guidebook and look for adventure, you can find something truly excellent.