Ho Chi Minh, Vietnam
Arriving at 6 in the morning in the City of Dalat, it was a mere 23 degrees. I was shivering and Jade had donned her hoody, the 8 degrees drop was certainly a shock to the system. A Vietnamese man quickly approaches us, as we make our way off the bus, and is telling us we should go wait inside at the bus station as many of the hotels would be closed now. We get into the warm and sip on our super strength coffees; he is telling us all about tours that we could tak...