It’s Relax Times! We arrived on Phu Quoc Island with a microdot of patience left in our reserves. We’d had a spectacularly crap travel day - a series of non-existent pick-ups, missed bus connections, manhandling ferry touts, unnecessary waits, suicidal moto riders and ticket rip offs. Needless to say after a two and a half hour ferry ride, sitting top-deck with the animals, smokers and sea spray (as opposed to indoors in the air-con) we were damp, tired and happy to go with the first tout to approach us. After being on the road for almost three months, we thought we knew how things worked in Vietnam. You get off a bus, boat or train and there will be a gaggle of touts from hotels and guesthouses ready to whisk you off to their establishment.
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