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Published: March 3rd 2007
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room with a view or not
i did question these cables being a sparks and all On the 15th febuary we set off for Vietnam and where expecting a 7-hour journey, so we were happy when we arrived at the border crossing within three hours. Little did we know the people working at passport control were only interested in making a few cheeky dollars? The smallest of tasks each had a price, after being stood waiting in the queue for well over an hour due to the locals sorting the local "push ins" before even acknowledging us (very frustrating) we headed for Saigon in search of somewhere to stay.
And were surprised at the guest house prices (high) but eventually found a reasonable one for $8 a night 4 each with TV fridge two double beds three fans balcony. God now I think of it we have ourselves a bargain. Even if we do need to trapes through the front of there silk shop to get to the room. And knock their bin full of rubbish over woops. And wake them up every time you arrive home after 10pm We have arrived here at possibly the worst time it’s there New Year meaning everything here is shut or charging far too much
But the celebrations we were
god did i say room with a view
gary having his afternoon nap told are good so the first night decided to take full advantage of the 50p a pint tiger beer (sorry dad) across the road from us at the go go 2 bar, needless to say we were slightly blotoad and got chatting with an absolute ledge big Dave from Cheshire and his mate nick, a chap called Allen and an Irish couple who the lad we named Robbie, spitting image of keane (spurs) after a few more 50p beers (sorry mum) we headed to were all the action was and couldn’t believe the thousands of people that were out and they all seemed to be on motorbikes, so crossing roads became a hard task but we all made it to the fireworks, and to another cheap pub this time selling fosters on tap, oh and playing requests (The Libertines cant stand me now and The Cure boys don’t cry) were my choices (sorry Glenn)
The next morning we had arranged with a couple of locals to take us and visit the tunnels. On the back or their mopeds. So with a fuzzy head and a belly begging for a real china buffet we dragged our selves from our slumber and
oh what became of the likely lads
nic, allen, me, gary and big dave down stairs to meet them. They were already there waiting. So we head off on the mopeds for a 2-hour journey of numb bum. Which could have been worst there could have been 7 on one moped like one bunch law breaking very rude chancers i saw
Half way we stopped for a break and tried some traditional new years food, which were mainly sweets, some were fine but I draw the line at what looked like dates but tasted like kipper not quite the real china I was by now craving so much.
The tunnels once we finally arrived were an eye opener with traps strategically placed all around the jungle, and seeing the home made weapons they used fiddy would have been proud blood. Gary got himself stuck in one tunnel, and we had to crawl on our fronts to get out of one. Once this work out (and it was a workout) was over we went in search of a shop selling waters but there waiting for us were our drivers each holding shots of snake wine for us to try geereat just what we wanted b##ta#ds. We never used these again. Not because of the wine
loonatics
not sure on the laws but i dont reckon this is legal but they were expensive.
That night sat in go go’s having a coke (dad) I was approached by a motor bike driver asking if I wanted a lift to which I said no then the conversation went like this…. you want marijuana man no thanks mate you want opium man umm no I replied in a stern voice you want heroin man I get you heroin right that’s it fuck off to which he did.
Sunday 18th and its off to the water park which we were hoping is better then Phnom Penh which wouldn’t really rival the Aldershot lido. On arriving we noticed over about 20,000 motorbikes in the car park and realized it was pretty big with loads goin on girl bands, rock bands, juggeling we were enjoying the slides but the queuing was interesting due to the hundreds of locals looking at you like your from space we were the only westerners in there for the morning. We took great pleasure in goin down the biggest slide and absoloutly drenching them though, as the locals don’t seem to make such a splash a us couple of porkers they enjoyed this more than we thought they would. something
midnight mayhem
after the fireworks were over everyone headed home that may tickle you. just got into the internet room and gary (due to me noticing what was goin on) has sat next to a young man watching his male "friend" masterbate on msn. soo ahead of the times here you just wouldnt get that in england ha. we have just booked a cheap flight to phu quoc island south of vietman
The tunnels of Củ Chi are an immense network of connecting underground tunnels located in the Củ Chi district of Vietnam, and are part of a much larger network of tunnels that underlie much of the country. The Củ Chi tunnels were the location of several military campaigns during Vietnam War, and were the National Front for the Liberation of South Vietnam's base of operations for the Tết Offensive in 1968.
The tunnels were used by NLF guerrillas as hiding spots during combat, as well as serving as communication and supply routes, hospitals, food and weapon caches and living quarters for numerous guerrilla fighters. The role of the tunnel systems should not be underestimated in its importance to the NLF in resisting American operations and protracting the war, eventually persuading the weary Americans into withdrawal.
me and thomas
i met this bloke down in the tunnels
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Penny
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What had you done to get such a reaction from the boys on the moped dave? Looks like your average friday night at Farnborough gate! Put on some pics of Laos soon.