Today is the day! Weasel coffee day! Alex says she has a place that she goes to everyday, so I decide to go with her and hit it up. So, weasel coffee, these are coffee beans that have been eaten by a weasel, it can't digest them, but it breaks down the coffee bean slightly, this means that it does not need to be roasted as much, and so should preserve the flavour better. So in short, weasel s***! I hope it is not sweet like the normal Vietnamese coffee. I get mine black with no milk. Verdict......... Delicious. Lots of flavour and strong. Most importantly it wasn't sweet! We sit for a couple of hours, watching the world go by before Alex heads to the post office. She met some guy who takes her on a motorbike, sometime she pays, sometimes she doesn't, nice arrangement.
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Back in the hostel I get chatting to one of the girls that works there while I am messing around on the iPad. Her name is Thùy, pronounced chiang I think, well that's what I've been saying anyway. I'm sitting downstairs because it is cooler, with the fans blowing round me, I can also sit in a chair, I only have my bed in the dorm, so this is the best option. Later on Alex tells me she will read my tarot cards. Not that I'm normally in to this type of stuff, but I thought why not. So we spread them out on the floor and I have to pick seven cards and hand them to her. Then depending on the cards orientation, the cards around it, a number on the top and position it means something.
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I head out for dinner with the guys from the boat, they are actually there this time. We just head to the Gecko, and I get a chicken burger, it was small but good. They have never tried the bia hoi, so I gladly oblige by showing them a couple of my favourite spots. The Canadians are away tomorrow on the bus, Max is staying another day so he can watch the Leeds game on the PC, crazy! The guys want to head out to a club, but I'm feeling too tired and so I just head home to sleep.