Early Morning Aerobics.

We are on a happy bus to Ha Long Bay at the moment. I am very happy 
because I am listening to the funky tunes of Panic at the Disco. Even 
Dec likes this song.

We a have just left Hanoi, but we are going there again tomorrow. I 
think we have like two more nights there. I'm not really sure. It's 
probs good that we have more time there, because yesterday we really 
didn't do much. It was the fault of another sodding sleeper train.

We got off the sleeper train at about four o'clock ish. None of us had 
slept very well that night though, because in the middle of the night 
Nat woke up and started screaming at us,  "Guys, get up! Shit, guys, 
we're here! Shit, get up, get up!". We were not there at all. It was 
only bloody midnight, but she had made us all jump so much that we had 
all started getting ready to leave. I had even packed my sleeping bag 
away by the time Mirelle had told us that the time was, in fact, a 
quarter past twelve. Stupid Hopka. I couldn't get back to sleep after 
that because they had turned the air con off and I was sweating like a 
person who sweats a lot.

So because of Nat's late night outburst, and the four o'clock start, 
we were all pretty gormed out when we arrived at our hotel. We weren't 
allowed to check in straight away, so Huy took us on an early morning 
stroll around the city. There is a lake in Hanoi, so we walked around 
that. It was brill. There was like a bajillion people exercising by he 
lake. Becky and I joined in with an aerobics class. The instructor was 
a very scary looking Vietnames lady who was dressed in the craziest 
eighties attire. She pointed to us and made us move to the front. I 
guess we weren't thrusting correctly, and she wanted to show us 
properly. We ran away when she wasn't looking.

I love the exercise regime of the Vietnamese.  I like it so much, in fact,
that I am considering setting up an early morning aerobics class in Belper.
Just a group of cool kids, exercising in the early morning in the nice outdoors.
We could do it at the river gardens, perhaps.  "Daisy's Fitness Freaks" I would
call it.  Yeah, YEAH!!

We went for some breakyfast after all that exertion. Becky had a 
pancake that acually tasted of vom. Gross.

After breakfast, Huy invited us to go to his house. We accepted his 
invitation and hopped on a public bus. I fell asleep. Oops. Luckiy, 
Huy woke me up when we had to get off.

Huy lives in a place about forty minutes outside of Hanoi, and it is 
where a lot of wooden furniture is made. Literally every house and 
building makes this jazzy furniture. The furniture is very ornate. 
Properly carved and stuff. The people have to be really good at it. 
Huy's family are also in the furniture business and his house was full 
of it.

We had some green tea when we got there, and then he showed us his 
house. Then it was way random, because he was all like,"Ok guys, have 
a nap, I'm gong to go and help my mother". So he just left us to have 
a nap in his bedroom and his brother's bedroom. We thought t was odd,
and we weren't that comfortable sleeping in random people's beds,
but we were very tired so we napped.

A few hours later he woke us up for lunch. It was only like ten 
o'clock though. His mum had cooked us up a right feast. There was a 
ton of food. We tried to eat a lot to be polite but we were way full 
from the sickie pancakes. Huy gave us red wine to drink. At ten 
o'clock. Brill.

We journeyed back to Hanoi after lunch, and as soon as we got to the 
hotel we fell asleep. I woke up about four hours later, and it was 
time to get ready for dinner.

We went out to a nice little restaurant for dinner. I had sweet and 
sour pork and it was delicious. Absolutely delicious. Griff had fried 
fish with cashew nuts. I tried some and it was mega tasty. I loved it. 
I am turning into a right old fish lover. Yey.

We went out for drinks to a place called Beer Corner. It was like 4000 
dong for a beer, which is like 15 pence or something. Brill. It was a 
really random place though, it was just like a load of plastic chairs 
and stools on the pavement. Some of the chairs spilled out onto the 
road, but no one got run over.  Then all of a sudden the owners came 
out and started yelling at us to stand up and they started putting all 
the chairs away. They were ever so dramatic about it. It was quite 
spectacular. We didn't really know why they were doing it, until we 
heard some one say that the police were coming. Major lols. They are 
not allowed chairs on he street because the police tell them off and 
take them away. Bimes for them.  Luckily, the police were a no show this
time.  False alarm.  Phew.

When they had run out of the draught beer we took the advice of a 
strange man on a moped and had a drink at "Top Pub". I like it because 
it was kind of like Topshop. There was a bit of a problem when we 
realised that it was on the fourth floor, and there was no lift, but 
the leaflet we were given promised us brilliant views, so we soldiered 
on. The views were shit. But they gave us free beer so it was ok.

They had this special offer thing at the Top Pub, where if you stood 
on one foot for a minute you got a free beer, and if you stood on one 
leg for two minutes you got a free vodka mixer. Yey. I got a free 
vodka and coke. Becky got a free vodka mixer as well, but they didn't 
have lemonade and as she is allergic to caffeine, she couldn't have 
redbull or coke. So instead, she made a deal with the bar man that if 
she stood on one foot for ten minutes then he would give her a free 
cocktail. She did it as well. Good times. She does yoga.

We finished up our freebie drinks and went home a little bit tipsy.

Those Pesky Korean Posers.

Day number two in Hoi An. Haha, number two. :). We did not really do 
much. We went to see some ruins in the morning time. My Son ruins.  To 
be honest they were not very exciting. I think I have been spoilt by 
the spectacular spectacular Angkor ruins, because these ruins were 
disappointing. The pesky Americans had bombed them all anyway. Bastards. 

The highlight of the trip, in my opinion, was ridiculing the Koreans. They were
posing for photos like they were in freaking Vogue. We started playing an 
amusing game where we try at all costs to get into people's photos, 
generally making a stupid face. Ever such a lot of fun.  The pesky Koreans
were so keen with their photo taking that they kept climbing all over the ruins to
posh and get nice views, even though there were signs everywhere telling poeple
not to.  Huy got wayangry at them climbing on the ruins, so he threw a rock at one
guy.  It hit his poshcamera.  Way funny.  Serves him right for not obeying instructions.

Becky and I had both decided to go and have shoes made, and Hoppy Hop 
wanted a dress made, so we spent our afternoon time running between 
the shoes makers and the tailors for various fittings. Becky Bum got 
some cute little army boots made. Like the All Saints ones, only 
waaaaaay cheaper. And I got my slaggie slag shoes. They are a bit like 
YSL Tributes, only waaaaaaay cheaper. Hoppy went for a green silky 
dress. It is way nice. It is like the green if the witches face in 
Wicked. Super nice, yes.

In the evening time, Hop went out with the rest of the gang for a 
cooking class. Becky and I opted out, because we already did a cooking 
class in Chiang Mai and it was super good. We prefer Thai food to 
Vietnamese food as well. Secretly, we were also a little scared about 
cooking with Hoppy. She is a really really good cook, and Becky and I 
are just ok a cooking, and when Hoppy cooks she becomes very intense. 
So we wimped out and went for a romantic meal, just the two of us.

We had a very nice time.  We went to a restaurant full of romantic snogging
couples, which I did not really appreciate, but the food was nice.  We got the
best table in the house as well, right by the entrance, so we could people watch
at everyone walking past in the street.  I love to people watch.  It is one of my
favourite hobbies.

Afterwards, we shopped for Nat's birthday pressies.  We had already sneakily
bought her a dress, and we got her some earrings and a nice purse to replace
her one that was stolen.  I saw dress that was made form the same material that
Mother \hen has a skirt made from.  It is from H&M.  It reminded me of Mummy and
Becky took a photo.  Becky bought a nice flowery dress as well.  Lovely lovely, it is.

When we got back to the hotel, the others were already back from cooking.  We had
a nice late night swim in the pool and then we went to bed.

Another Bloody Bike Ride

Sleeper trains are bad times, you know, because we always arrive at 
our destination at like stupid o'clock in the morning. I think it 
would be much more civilised to board the train a few hours later, so 
that we could alight at a reasonable hour. Apparently, that is 
impossible, so we got off the train in Danang at about five in the 
morning. We then had an hour on the bus to Hoi An.

Hoi An is a cool place, I like it a lot. Unfortunately, I did not 
appreciate the coolosity of Hoi An when we arrived at the hotel at six 
o'clock to be told that we were going on a bike ride. A bike ride. 
Another sodding bike ride. I tell you, I have spent more time on a 
bike in the last three weeks than I have in the last ten years at 
home. I will have major leg muscles when I return. Anyway, we hopped 
on our bikes and rode to the beach. We had a little swim and it was 
awfully pleasant.

In the afternoon times we went on a walk round Hoi An. There are some 
nice things to see there, for example a nice Chinese temple and an old 
Japanese bridge and some old merchants houses. We saw some of those 
things and they were very pleasant, but the main thing in Hoi An is 
tailors. There are tailors freaking everywhere. "You want dress, lady?
I make dress for you". Good times.

I didn't want a dress. I did, however want some shoes. Some slag 
shoes, as I have taken to calling them. In fact, I have taken to 
calling them something different, but the name was inspired by a 
horrid person I used to know, and if this person should ever read 
this, I would not like this person to discover the name of the shoes, 
because this person may then come and punch me. Much safer to keep it 
off the Internet. I do jot want to get punched, no sir. We had a look 
at a shoe making place and it looked very promising. Yey.

That evening we went out for a nice meal. Becky had this weird tuna 
thing that she did not like in the slightest. She ate hardly any of it, 
so she thought it might be a good idea to hide the dirty tuna 
underneath the banana leaf that it was served on. She did not do it very 
discreetly, and she didn't realise that the waitress was standing right 
behind her just when she plopped the dirty tuna upside down in 
disgust. The waitress did not look happy, and poor Beck Bex was 
majorly embarrassed. We reckon the waitress spat in her pancake as 
revenge. Lol.

I did not have dirty tune for dinner.  I had sweet and sour pork.  Oh man, I love
sweet and sour.  It is the shizz.

The Missing Camera and Mud Bath Times.

The day after Nha Trang fun times, I was feeling very worse for wear 
indeed. I had a very poorly head. It was way bimes. I went to see 
Hoppy when I had awoken properly and we made a terrible discovery. The 
night before, I had given her my camera and make up bag so that I could 
smuggle our buckets from one bar to the next in my bag, but when I asked 
Nat for my camera she couldn't find it. I had a little bit of a panic, 
because I could defo remember giving her may camera. I searched my bag 
and my room and I couldn't find it, so Nat went round all the bars and 
asked if anyone had handed it in or if they'd found it. Bimes for me, 
she came back without it. I was way gutted, because of all my photos. 
I had taken like five hundred photos that I hadn't got backed up yet, 
but I was annoyed at myself for losing it. Then, when Nat was having a 
last look through her bag, she realised that her purse was gone as 
well. We realised then that some one could have stolen them. We spoke 
to the girls who were with us on the beach, and they said that some 
strange Vietnamese people had come up to them while Nat was in the sea. 
I remember them now, but thought nothing of them at the time, but we 
reckon that while one of them was talking to us, the other one went in 
Nat's bag. Bastards.

I was way gutted. I cried on Huy, and he really didn't know what to 
do. I was just so upset about all the photos I'd lost. I had taken like 
soooooo many. I am still way gutted about it, but I have realised now 
that there is no point being upset about it, because I'm never going 
to get them back. Although, I did have a dream last night that I got 
my camera back, but it didn't have the memory card in it anyway.

Nat and I spoke to Huy about going to report the things to the police, so 
that we could claim on our insurance when we get home, but he said 
that there would be no point because they wouldn't give us a report. 
We put our foot down and made him take us, but we couldn't go straight 
away because at the time the police people were on lunch. Because no 
crimes happen over lunchtime, obviously.

I was proper bummed out when we went to see some sights that day. Nat 
was annoyed too, but luckily she'd had hardly any money in her purse, 
it was only her drivers license she was really worried about. So when 
we went to see the sights of Nha Trang that day, I was not really 
feeling it.

We went to see the Long Son Pagoda, which was pleasant. To be honest, 
I have seen so many pagodas now that they all seem to have merged in 
my brain. There were to big Buddahs at this pagoda. One was lying down 
and one was sitting up. They were very large. Very large and white. I 
wanted to take photos, but couldn't, because some skank had stolen my 
camera.

After that we went to see the Cham Tower. It is a really old tower, 
like super old. Apparently there used to be loads of towers but now 
there is just four. Bimes for the towers. We saw some ladies dancing 
with pots on their heads outside the towers. They did not look very 
happy about it.

After tower times, we went to the police station. Huy came in with us, 
thank goodness, because we never would have got anything sorted 
without him. The police station was literally just a room with a desk 
in it. The room didn't even have a door on one side. And inside the 
desk there was just a load of paperwork all crumpled up and forgotten 
about. We had to wait for ages to see a police person, and when she 
eventually came out, she just handed us some paper to write down what 
had happened. Huy then translated it into Vietnamese, and then she 
stamped the piece of paper. Then we just went. It was ever so odd.

We needed cheering up after that, so we went to some mud baths. The 
mud baths were also quite odd, as it happens. The mud was really 
strange, it was just like brown water. We all expected it to be thick 
mud, but it really wasn't. It was still fun times though. We covered 
ourselves with it, and poured some on Becky's face. Good times.

After mud bath times, we were advised to go and bake in the sun before 
washing all the lovely mud off. We did as we were told, but there 
wasn't really much sun. Bimes. We showered off, but that was not fun 
times because there were loads of leery Vietnamese blokes. We escaped 
to the womens only showers and that was a lot better. Once we had got 
all clean from the mud, we had a mineral bath. It was lovely; 
especially because Becky and I haven't had a bath in four months. Then 
we took a dip in an unnaturally warm swimming pool, but we didn't stay 
long because the leery guys had caught up with us. Darn them.

We bought a photo of us in the mud and then went home.

We spent that night on a sleeper train to Danang. I had a right mard 
on because I was mourning the loss of my camera. I just read my book 
and went to sleep.

Dancing in the Slag Bar and Merry Sailing Club Times.

The sleeper train was actually super nice. We had a cosy little cabin
for me, Becky, Hoppy and Mirelle. I had a top bunk. It was ever so
nice. We went for some food in the restaurant coach, and I had instant
noodle soup. Boy, it was yummy. I love instant noodles. Nat had a
dirty sausage sandwich, because she is gross.

We made a friend on the train. A guy who worked there kept coming in
to talk to us. He seemed to really like us. First he came into our
cabin and told us we were beautiful, which is always nice to hear.
Then he came in and started chatting to us. He didn't speak the best
English, so we couldn't really understand. I just replied to his
question with "Yes", and he left again. Then Becky told me that I had
answered "Yes" in reply to the question "Are you American?". Oops. We
got scared that he would hate us because he thought we were American,
so the next time he came in we put him straight. When we told him we
were English, he took our glasses for water away and washed them. How
very kind, I thought. He defo wouldn't have done that if he thought we
were American.  After a little while he came back in and sprayed
air freshener and waved at Becky. Then when we left our cabin to go
and get food he locked up our cabin and stood guard outside it until
we got back. It was brill. We were defo VIPs on that train.

We arrived in Nha Trang super early in the morning, like five or half
fiveish. We dropped our stuff at the hotel and went for a walk to the
beach. It was about six o'clock when we got to the beach, but it was
sooooo busy. It was insanely busy for that time in the morning. There
were people doing aerobics and yoga in the sand, there were people
playing badminton and there was a ton of people just setting up their
umbrellas and beach mats in preparation for a day in the sun. I
thought it was very keen of them. Becky told me it was disgusting and
that they should all go back to bed. She is not a morning person.

We breakfasted after beach fun times. I had a banana pancake. Then we
sun creamed up in preparation for our sunny sunny boat trip.

On the way to our happy boat, Becky and Nat decided to buy some cone
hats, like the ones the Vietnamese people wear. I didn't get one
because my hat from Angkor Wat is still intact, whereas Becky lost
hers and Nat wrecked hers. They looked ridiculous. :) I did purchase some
goggles.  I am a right wimp when it comes to getting sea water in my eyes,
so I decided that goggles would be a good idea.  I look ridiculous though.
I have since thrown them away.

Our boat trip was super fun. First of all we went to a fishing village
and had a walkie round. We saw a lady making a fishing net and we saw
a man getting his ears cleaned. Hygiene, hygiene.  We also saw some kids
in school and  they were really cute. Then we had a ride in a lovely bamboo
contraption. The water was lovely and clear and it made me very happy.

We returned to the boat and Becky and I had pedicures by some ladies
on the boat. I had frenchie manicure style on my toes, which Mummy Hen
hates because she thinks it looks wag. I like it though. I like wags.

After our nails were nice and dry we snorkelly snorkelled. The
snorkelling was way better that the crappy snorkelling in
Sihanoukville. Way better. I had a life jacket on because I am lazy
and I like to float. We saw lots of lovely coral and some nice fishies
as well. Mirelle and Griff saw an eel thing but I didn't see it
because you had to get way close to coral and rocks and I don't like
to touch things in the sea. It freaks me out.

We had lunch on the boat. There was soooo much food. I had noodles and
spring rolls and green beans and beef and I tried some fish but I
didn't like it so I gave it to Nat.

After lunch we behaved like loons and jumped off the top of the boat.
It was way scary, it was like a lot of metres high. I wasn't sure if I
was going to jump off when I went up onto the roof of the boat, but
when I got up there the floor was so hot that I really didn't have
much choice. I had a strapless bikini on as well, so I was worried
that I would flash. I didn't though. Phew.

We went and sat on a nice pebley beach after that. I sat in a deck
chair and fell asleep. It was very pleasant. Thankfully I was in the
shade, so I didn't fry like a piece of bacon. I woke up just as we
were about to hop back on our boaty.

We stopped at another snorkelly spot after that and then we returned
to dry land.

We just chillaxed after that and got ready for dinner. I straightened
my hair and everything. We went out for dinner to a place that did
loads of Italian food. I had pasta with bacon and it was way nice.

Our guide, Huy, had organised to take us out to a local bar for drinks
after dinner. We all accompanied him. We thought it would be very nice
to see how the locals spend their evenings, when in Rome and all that.
So we went to this bar. When we got there it was not at all what
we had expected. He had taken us to this really sleazy old man's club,
with banging music and girls in very little clothing dancing around
poles. We were the only girls in there who weren't there solely for
the entertainment of drunken Vietnamese men.

We decided to make the most of it, and we stayed for a drink. When
there was an especially funky tune on, we went and danced. That turned
out to be a had idea though, because we attracted the attention of
groups of old drunken blokes who came and gyrated next to us. Not fun
times. In the end, we made our excuses and left. The boys had already
gone, I guess it was even more awkward to be a guy in there than it
was for us. When we were walking back to the hotel, we saw them having
a drink so we stopped and joined them.

It was the end of happy hour, so we quickly ran to the bar and ordered
buy one get one free cocktails. I had a Cosmo. It did not taste like a
Cosmo in the slightest. It was still nice though. We stayed in there
for ages, it was a really cool place. We wrote on the wall.  You were
allowed, like. I didn't just do it like a vandal.  After we had become
sufficiently merry, we accompanied some Irish people to a bar called
the Why Not Bar. Nat and I danced around like loons on the dance floor.

We met a horrible Canadian boy in there. He was way mean to Natasha. I
asked him to leave our group if he was going to be mean. I was ever so
polite about it, but I didn't want to have to spend time with a horrid
person, so I told him. He wasn't happy, and spent the rest of he time
in the bar bitching about us to a girl with a stupid headband on.

When the Why Not Bar got boring, we took a  trip to the Sailing Club.
Golly, the sailing club was fun. We danced around to some funky tunes
and it was wicked cool. When we were sitting down after dancing fun
times, the nasty Canadian came and sat on our table. I was not a happy
bunny. Hadn't I already made it clear that he was to horrible to be in
our company?? So I asked him not to hang around with us. He went off
in a mard. No wonder he has no friends, being such a grump.

For some reason, the music in the Sailing Club stopped quite early. We
were not ready for bed time, oh no, so we took our buckets to the
beach. Nat went in the sea because she had her bikini on, but I stayed
on the sand because I had normal clothes on. I was very happy on the
beach, until a pesky scouser came and picked me up and threw into the
sea. In my clothes. Goodness me. So I had a little swim and then we
went home for sleep times.

Midnight feast and the Discovery Channel.

After Silvia left, we got ready for dinner and went to meet our tour  
group for Vietnam. They are all very nice. There are Callum and Griff,  
who did Cambodia with us as well, then there is Mirelle, Natasha and  
Nicole. There is also this random fifty something year old Vietnamese  
guy who called himself Andy. He told us that he comes from Vietnam but  
lives in London, and that he had been in Vietnam for nine weeks  
already. We thought it was very odd. Why would you come on a tour of  
Vietnam if you came from Vietnam? Very strange, very strange indeed.
 
So after our little welcome meeting we set of for some dinner. We went  
to the local market and had a very fine meal there. I had noodles but  
Hoppy had some red snapper. I have been trying to make myself like the  
taste of fish while I have been away, and until then I had been  
unsuccessful. However, the red snapper was very tasty. Yey for red  
snapper. Snappy snap.
 
The rest of the gang went out for drinks after dinner, but I was still  
feeling a little under the weather, so I went back to the hotel. I  
stopped at the mini mart on the way home and bought myself a midnight  
feast. When I got back I ate cookies and drank chocolate milk in bed  
while watching the Discovery Channel. :)
 
The next day we departed early for our homestay in the Mekong Delta.  
It was way strange because on the way to our homestay we stopped off  
at a sweet factory and a brick factory. Super random. It was  
interesting to see how that made the sweets and we got to try some  
but they weren't very nice. The brick factory was just odd. Why would  
we be interested in how bricks are made? Why? It's not even as if they  
took us there to buy stuff because we can hardly buy bricks! Goodness  
me.
 
After all the factory madness we went on a boat to our homestay. We  
had to go under a really tiny bridge to get there. It was so funny, we  
literally all had to lie on the floor of our little long tail boat to  
fit under it. Fun times.
 
When we arrived at the homestay we spent a little while chillaxing in  
hammocks and then we set off on a bike ride. The bike ride was nice. I  
am getting good at bikes now. We stopped off at the house of some local  
people to see how they weave bamboo mats. I had a go at it but I was  
not very good. Gutted. On they way home I rode off the path and nearly  
fell off my bike. I managed to stay on though. Phew.
 
I felt very homesick and poorly that day, especially because we were  
at a crappy homestay without real beds and a nice shower, so I was a  
bit glum. Becky and Nat and the guys decided to go for a swim in the  
dirty dirty Mekong but I was boring and sat in the house. Then I got  
jealous and went in the water anyway. It was way gross. Really grimy  
and horrid. But I didn't want to miss out on fun times so I had to go  
in.
 
When I got out I realised that I wasn't wearing my FU bracelet that  
Rosie Siddons made for me. I was way scared I had lost it and started  
frantically looking for it. I couldn't find it anywhere. I presumed I  
had lost it in the crappy Mekong and I was way gutted. It was bimes.
 
So for dinner I was bummed out because of my FU bracelet and I missed  
my Hens and I did not have fun. The noodles were nice though. And  
there was some tasty beef.
 
After dinner we had some entertainment. Some local people came to the  
house and played instruments and sang songs to us. It was strange. The  
two guitarist sounded like they were playing two completely different  
songs the whole way through, and our local guide sang a song and she  
was no Leona Lewis. But some other ladies sang to us and they were  
very good. Then the owner of the house sang us a few songs. In one of  
them we had to join in, which I found very enjoyable, and in another  
song he did some funky dancing. Brill.
 
The fun entertainment times had cheered me up a bit, so when Huy, our  
guide, asked if we wanted to play a Vietnamese drinking game I decided  
to join in. The only drink available was rice wine, which tastes like  
nail varnish remover, so we changed the game so that instead of  
drinking we drew on each others faces with charcoal from a blackened  
pot. It was super fun. We all looked ridiculous by the end of it  
because our faces were covered in charcoal. Brilliant.
 
We played cards after that. We played this games which is like UNO  
only with a normal pack of cards. It was way fun, but the games went  
on forever, so in the end we gave up and went to bed.
 
In the morning we had eggs for breakfast. I do not really like eggs,  
so I just had bread and jam. The jam was a bit funky but it was ok.
 
We got back on the boat for our lovely trip back to Ho Chi Minh City.  
We went under the stupidly low bridge again, but this time it wasn't  
stupidly low because the water level had dropped. It was defo not as  
fun that time. Gutted.
 
When we returned to Ho Chi Minh City we went straight out for some  
lunch. We went to a nice place that we had been to before. I had a  
jacket potato with chilli. It was very agreeable. I also had an iced  
coffee. Lovely lovely.
 
In the afternoon times we went shopping. We had seen some cool shops  
like Accessorize and stuff, so we went for a wander round them. It was  
super annoying because the shop assistants kept following us round the  
shops. I was like, "Go away!". Bimes.
 
We went into this one shop that was a Vietnamese shop. Becky and Nat  
really liked the look of it from the outside, but I thought it was a  
bit girly and frilly. And flowery. Anyway, we went in, and the girls  
wanted to try things on. The Vietnamese lady shop assistant did not  
look happy when the asked to try stuff. She was a right old grump.  
Because she was being so mardy, I decided to annoy her by fiddling  
with things and moving stuff around and generally messing the place  
up. She looked like she wanted to punch ke in the face, so I left.
 
We went into Naf Naf after that and tried loads of dresses on. The  
shop assistant was brill. He gave us heels to try our dresses on with  
and he gave us fashion advice and he gave us tips on how to keep our  
skin sparkly. Love him. I was not very happy though, because I tried  
on a dress and it didn't fit so he hadnto get the bigger size. I was  
about to cry when I realised that the first dress I tried on was a  
size six, so the next one he got me was an eight. I don't mind being an  
eight, so that is ok.
 
We went to by snacks and then watched the Disney channel and then we  
boarded our happy happy sleeper train to Nha Trang. Good times.

Snuggles on the bus with a random Australian lady.

The day after our Pnomh Penh fun times we got up early to get on the  
bus to Ho Chi Minh City. Silvia had been my bus partner all the way  
through Cambodia, but for this final journey I sat with a random  
person. The random person for the journey is called Chloe and she is  
an Aussie Aussie. Oh, she was ever so pleasant and we had some mighty  
good chats. I was not feeling to sunny because I had a tummy ache, so  
after a while we stopped our happy chats and I went for a nap. I awoke  
to find myself leaning on her shoulder. Oops. I apologised but she  
laughed and said she didn't mind. Phew.
 
When we were at the Cambodian border with our bags we got chatting to  
some boys who were on our bus. One of them had the same bag as me, but  
my bag is a girls bag. We ridiculed him for having a girls bag.
 
When we arrived in Ho Chi Minh we went out for lunchey. We didn't  
really know where we were going, so we just chose a direction and  
walked that way. I don't think it was the wisest choice, because we  
couldn't really find anything. It was way bimes as well, because it  
was like three o'clock. Super late lunch times. Eventually, we  
stumbled across a Japanese restaurant. I have never tried Japanese  
food before, and I decided that this wasn't the right time to try it  
for the first time. I will wai until I go to Japan, maybe. Besides, I  
really wanted a ham and cheese sandwich. I had an Orangina as well.  
Oh, I love Orangina. I love the combination of the fizzyness and the  
orangey bits. Genius. Nat had an Oreo flavour iced mocha, which was  
very nice and Becky had a strawberry smoothie.
 
After lunching, I was not feeling to great, so I headed back to the  
hotel. It was brill, because there was the Asian Disney Channel on. I  
watched Hannah Montana and then Jonas. Heaven.
 
We went out for our last dinner as a group to a lovely restaurant. As  
I was feeling a little bit poorly sick, I was not feeling the  
Vietnamese food, so I went for the lasagne. To be honest, it was quite  
disappointing. Gutted. Nat and I had Mojitos, but I didn't like mine,  
so Nat had mine as well. Pissed as a fart, she was.
 
We went put for a little drinkie to a place called the Crazy Buffalo.  
It was not very crazy in there, and I definitely didn't see a buffalo,  
so I don't know where it got it's name from. There was a band playing,  
and they were actually quite good. They played chilled out music and  
it was way pleasant. I went home quite early because of my poorlyness  
and went to bed.
 
The next day we had a mega early start. We had booked a trip to the Cu  
Chi tunnels, which is just outside Ho Chi Minh City. It was really  
interesting. The tunnels were built during the Vietnam war, by the  
people of Cu Chi. The people lived in the tunnels for like  
seven years. They used them for living and hiding and escaping and  
stuff. There was one particular tunnel that you could get to by going  
feet first into a whole in the ground. Some people volunteered to go  
into the tunnel, and one of the volunteers was a Japanese girl. She  
was a little but tubby, and he hole was very small, but she had  
voltunteered to go down, so it wasn't really appropriate for anyone to  
suggest that she might not fit. She almost fit. Se got stuck half way  
though. Her bum wouldn't fit through, and she couldn't get out of the  
tunnel either upwards or downwards. She was wedged in. It was  
hilarious. It was really hard not to laugh, because it was sooooo  
funny, but it would have been way mean. It got even harder to hold in  
our hysterics when two blokes had to push her into the tunnel. It was  
not an easy task, I can tell you. They had to give her a good shove  
before she could fit through. Hilarious.
 
Afterwards, we had the option to go down a tunnel. I walked down to  
the entrance of the tunnel but then chickened out. It was way small  
and hot. I have no idea how people lived down their. Bimes for them.
 
When we got back to Ho Chi Minh we got some lunch. I was really not  
feeling very well by this point, and all I wanted to eat was pasta.  
Just plain pasta with cheese. That was not a possibility. They had  
pig's trotter on the menu, but no pasta. I then asked to see the  
breakfast menu,  because the only thing I wanted apart from pasta  
was toast, but they wouldn't give me the breakfast menu. Bastards. We  
were the only people in the whole restaurant, so it wouldn't have been  
very difficult to whack out some toast for me, but they wouldn't. In  
the end I just ordered some garlic bread. It was gross.
 
The others wanted to go and look at the Reunification Palace, so I  
went with them. We walked for like an hour to get there and it was way  
not worth it. It was just a building. Not even an old building. A new  
building. Gutted.
 
The others in the group wanted to go inside the boring new building,  
but I was not very enthusiastic. Thankfully, Becky and Nat didn't want  
to go either so we walked back together. I was back in time to watch  
Hannah Montana and Jonas again. Yey.
 
At about five o'clock Silvia left for the airport. I was way sad about  
it. I really like Silvia, she is so nice. And we had been with her for  
the whole of Cambodia so we had made really good friends. But she had  
to go back to sunny Germany. Bimes for us.