I wake up this morning with a swollen face. My left cheek is puffed up along my jaw line, and it's fairly sore. I'm not really too sure what it is. Time to call on my local Vietnamese friend. I go for coffee with tea and explain to her what my issue is. She decides that a trip to the pharmacy is in order. She chats with the pharmacist, who asks me some basic questions like if I feel sick or have a fever. Next thing I know I have 3 sets of medication, that I need to take 3 times a day for 5 days. I still have no idea what is wrong with my face. Tea does not know the English words to describe the issue, so it is off to somewhere with wifi so we can get this translated. Turns out I have a blocked saliva duct. How does that even happen? I also want to check what all these pills are, I don't take pills, so I want to know what they are before I start. I have an antibiotic, paracetamol and an anti inflammatory. All seems fine to me, so I start, hopefully feel better in a couple of days. It's so different to home, you just rock up at a pharmacy and you can get whatever you need, no questions, no prescription, nothing. Madness!!
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Tea takes me to try some bikes today. We head to the street where Elias got his, and I see a Honda Win, they are more than happy for me to take it for a test drive. Me?! With my whole 5mins experience. Anyway, after a couple of stalls, the guy from the shop decides it would be best if he jumps on the back. No English. Just good old body language. Once I get her going it is easy enough. We rip down the road a bit and then I stop and come back. I'm not convinced this is the one for me. So we head off to another place to try another bike. The place we stop at say they are getting a couple in later in the day. So Tea and I go off to grab some lunch. We have make your own spring rolls, and a seafood hotpot, delicious. Then we get the txt, bikes are in, let's go. I get to try the Honda Win, this time on my own. It is better than the other one I looked at. I have a look at the bike after my test drive and make a list, mirrors, indicators, new oil, neutral light, luggage rack and I want the speedo to be working. All agreed, I commit and say I'll buy. The guy who does the fixing isn't working today, so I'll have to come back tomorrow. No problem. I'm excited. It's all pretty real now, I have just agreed to buy a Moto! Ha ha ha. My god! This is either the best thing I have done, or a complete disaster, time will tell.
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The rest of the day I have a massive smile on my face, just thinking about my bike. Ohhh I can't wait. I go for dinner with Tea and then we go to a bar that is playing live music. When i say a bar, nearly everyone is drink coffee and juice, me included because of my medication. The live bar is pretty cool, a mixture of Vietnamese and English songs, with various singers and a full band including a piano. There is a dance floor and there are people doing ballroom style dancing along with the music. It was a good evening and we leave around 10 then take an early night. I email Elias and ask him if he can pick me up tomorrow, as my bike will be ready at 11. He says no problem, so it's off to sleep and to dream about my bike.