10.12.2010 30 °C
Ho Chi Minh City
I thought my diarrhea was getting better in Nha Trang, passed one solid turd anyway the day before we left.
We took the train again to HCMC overnight, the dont know if I said already but trains are definatley the way to travel in Vietnam, some delays but its gotta be better than spending the same time on a bus with a driver wearing lead boots. I dont get their driving style, just hammer it, slam on, hammer it, slam on brakes. Doesnt make for a nice ride
anyway when I woke up I had to go and shit my guts out on the trains toilet(not a pleasant experience) and it wouldnt flush afterwards, the water came in but wouldnt go out, so some poor bastard had to find the toilet literally full of shitty water. Not my fault. Anyway went to the doctors and the medice took away the stomach pains, but not the diarrhea I figured it would get better soon and stuck to just eating dinner so I knew I could go straight back to the hotel and spend the night running to the bog and back.
We saw the War remnants museum, not as many AK47's I'd hoped, or anything interesting really other than the Agent Orange damage photos, good viewing if your into that sortof freak-show entertainment. We saw the revolutionary museum, which was again almost completley uninteresting.
We took a half day trip to Cu Chi tunnels, which was actually pretty good to see the booby traps and crawl round in some enlarged tunnels, which are still pretty small. Theres a firing range there too, but seemed a bit expensive, I think about $1.50 per bullet for an AK47 at a mud bank, no targets, no nothing. I figured best to keep shooting an AK as a dream, I think if I made it a reality it would only let me down, at least I still have my dream. On the way back we were forced to look round a handicapped handicrafts factory, where prices for everything was twice the price at the market, probably cos you get to see them make it or something. Maybe if anyone from vietnam comes to UK I can take them round the factory I used to work at, then they'll see how boring it is watching people work.
And we took a 1 day Mekong Delta trip. which was so-so. wasngt the let down that ha long bay was, but it was fairly dull. My tip for the woman rowing the boat down the river would be "its fucking rude to actually ask for a tip". And on the way there they took us to another handicraft hadicapped factory again, which was basically exactly the same, but since were westerners obviously we cant survive the 2 hour "coach" ride without spending some money somewhere. I didnt buy anything for the record.
I say it again and again, I am so sick of people selling me shit. Its bad enough when I'm walking about. As if I'd walk half way somewhere then suddenly decide I want a motorbike taxi, and if I really wanted to read some book about a war I'd probably have read it already or at least be looking for it. When I'm eating my dinner they can just fuck right off, I think I actually told one as much which Kyoko wasnt too happy about.
Oh, dont buy coffee at the big market, we found at least one convinience shop that sells it for half the price - in the cheap hotel area, walk with the park on your left and all the bookshops, hotels, tour shops etc on your right and its on that road, well before it merges onto the main road. We got a good feed at a street restaurant around there aswell, its on the corner of a small street. Has red chairs and menu's