I realised today that I've stopped craving coffee, which is completely alien to me. I can't remember a time in my life before now that I've gone this long without it. It's too hot here, and iced coffee just isn't the same. Actually, now I'm writing about it I want it again, nevermind! The past week has been a little less eventful than the first, though I've still managed to see more of Saigon and we've progressed a lot with the project. On Wednesday I got up ear...

The next meeting was at 8am on Sunday - a time I very rarely see! This time we had a girl, Nguyen, who was part of the project last year, in our meeting to help out. She has provided a lot of materials for us, including presentation slides, games, leaflets, etc. We spent a few hours going through the material, deciding what we should or shouldn't include, how it was done last year, what needed improving, what materials we would need, etc. We divided the presentat...

Friday was a great day. It started with a trip to the police station to try and get the papers I need sorted, but the woman at the desk sounded quite angry from what I could tell without being able to understand a word, and again it wasn't resolved. The police needed the landlord of Vi's building to go and verify that she's happy to have me staying in the room. It had been arranged that one of the AIESECers, a girl called Ka Ly (said Cali, as in California) would...

The journey was pretty smooth, not as bad as I imagined travelling for 24 hours would be! I started my trip in a lovely B&B in Horely, 5 minutes from Gatwick airport, after a goodbye full of brave faces from my parents and myself. This worked out well as, aside from avoiding the M25 traffic and giving me slightly longer in bed, it meant I wasn't left traumatised after saying goodbye at the airport. I then embarked on the best flight I've ever had, courtesy o...

The journey was pretty smooth, not as bad as I imagined travelling for 24 hours would be! I started my trip in a lovely B&B in Horely, 5 minutes from Gatwick airport, after a goodbye full of brave faces from my parents and myself. This worked out well as, aside from avoiding the M25 traffic and giving me slightly longer in bed, it meant I wasn't left traumatised after saying goodbye at the airport. I then embarked on the best flight I've ever had, courtesy o...