Day 46: Ho Chi Minh (Saigon) III, Vietnam

considering today was my last day it was a hectic day because the stupid travel agent just had to sell me the tickets to see the Cu Chi tunnels – more on that later! Rosh and I had the alarm on at 7 knowing that we’d snooze it up to 7:30, which came true. We were expecting a 8am pickup so I went outside for a quick bowl of Pho. Scoffing it down in 10 minutes I was waiting outside the hotel at 8 – sitting… waiting… 1 hour later the tour decides to finally get around to our place. Deceptive advertising was clearly evident as the ‘coach’ was 2 mini buses.

Cu Chi tunnels was where we were going, it is where the Viet Cong (“Victor Charlie” or VC) used deep underground tunnels to defeat the Americans in a famous guerilla battle.We went to a crafts store where the goods are hand made from handicapped people whose parents were a victim of an Agent Orange [link here] poisoning. After the visit to this craft store we got to meet the ‘real’ tour guide, Mr. Bean (he liked to be called that, although his name was Binh). This guy was passionate, he was an American naval captain of Vietnamese origin – he had some HUGE resentment towards the States, pretty understandable – but everyone on the bus had the shiets because it was as if he was just trying to brain wash us!

Twenty minutes later we were on our way to the Cu Chi tunnels – how else were we greeted? none other than some great commie propoganda! We got to watch a somewhat bias view of the American invasion of vietnam – we all saw the light hearted side of it.

Then came the tour, it was friggen amazing! We only saw a few sites, a crater left by a b52 bomber, some boobie traps (man, the vietnamese were pretty smart). The underground tunnels, with three levels (3 meters (for cooking, snipering and sleeping) , 6 meters (communications) and 10 meters (emergency exit)) – the tunnels span 256km running parrallel to the Saigon river. We got to try our hand at moving our way through one of the tunnels, asian squat was a MUST HAVE on this one, it was literally 1.3 m high and about 80 cm in width – and this was enlargened for ‘Americans with fat asses’ (in the words of Bean).

Anyways, back to my frustrations with the wanker tour guide, the agent had told me that the tour bus would arrive back in Saigon at 1:30, so I could get back to the hotel, have a quick shower, finish up some packing and then get the cab I had arranged at 2:30. What time did I get back? 2:45! arhh. Anyways, powered through the packing, grabbed my shit and ran for my life to the airport. Got there on time!

….. sadly, that became the end of my asian adventure =(


Day 45: Ho Chi Minh (Saigon) II, Vietnam


Today was a write-off, after getting home at 4 from GO2 I only got 5 hours sleep, had to get up at 9, but didn’t end up getting out until 11, sitting in bed watching the Boxing Day Test (yay for satellite!). We were supposed to go to the Cu Chi tunnels today but didn’t end up going, we were waiting for Jem and Manny to get their Indian visas. So after meeting up with Richie ( we walked around for a bit – then decided to go to DAM SEN WATER PARKK!!!!

It was friggen SICK!!! hehe They had some awesome slides there, from travelling into black holes/slides with inflatable rings – to the ‘super magic bowl’ which was a 30meter straight slide that ends up in a bowl where you slide around in circles hehe. We spent a good 3 hours there and had a blast, although there ziplines were NOTHING compared to Vang Vien. Getting back at 5 we rested up before my final night in Saigon.

I decided to go to my mum’s old place, where she grew up in Cholon – it was an amazing experience. When I got to the front it didn’t look like a house, it had no windows and there was a sign that said “cd’s”. Called mum and she confirmed it was the only place with that address. Two levels in the front and four in the back, the place was pretty run down. 5 of us walked around in this random area of town which had no tourists, people started getting worried when a girl came out with broken english asking me WTF we were doing there. Turns out she had no idea about anything, then the shop next door opened up with a chinese looking woman. I went up to her and her son and we started talking. Turns out no one lives in my mums place anymore because it was too run down and no one wanted to renovate it – the shop owners now living somewhere else and just using the frontage as a shop.

We ended up catching a cab back to Pham Ngu Long and catching some great pizza. DVD shopping and organising the Cu Chi later, we ended up at G02 for some very subdued farewell drinks and pool.

Day 44: Ho Chi Minh (Saigon), Vietnam


We got up early in the morning to finish packing our bags and also so I could go and pick up my custom made messenger bag. I made my early morning phone calls back home to wish everyone merry christmas and then had some pho as I rushed to around the city, it was crap, but I sat down for some great Cafe Suda! We caught our flight and was introduced to Saigon in the mid afternoon. My first impression wasn’t that good, but as we moved around the city it was great – one of my favourite cities. A lot more commercial than the rest of the country, but there were lots of things to do and see. The taxi drive took us to Pham Ngu Lao, the backpacker haven, it was great as we found a nice guesthouse which had regulations – such as “No bringing back prostitutes”- GOLD.

We hit some markets and it was my time to get some last minute gifts. It was great, the bargaining skills came into play as we walked around the markets firing up shop owners by dropping their initial prices down to a quarter – and it worked! We had all the strategies down pat, but some people were pissed off because we were shopping around – jeez. I ended up getting a Samsonite suit case, 4 watches, 2 bottles of perfume and a few belts. We went back to the hotel to rest up before we headed out for the night.

Rosh felt sick, Manny couldnt be bothered going out – so I enlisted Jeremy to enjoy Christmas night in Saigon. We walked around for a bit and couldn’t find anywhere good to sit down and have a few, until we hit some corner bar (I forget the name). We sat down next to an Aussie who was on his own, Rich, he’s from SA and we decide to have a big one. Jeremy and Manny had left, but I stayed out and drank till the wee hours of the morning – 3 am. We played pool and had heaps of beer, people were getting the shits with us because we owned the pool table hehe. That’s when I told Rich to join us for my final days in Saigon.