So we arrived midday from on our morning bus from dalat, I was seated next to an Asian gentleman, I don't think he was Vietnamese, maybe Malaysian? But that doesn't matter, I am not fussy on a bus when I need to sleep and I have nowhere to rest my head, his shoulder was fine!
Once we arrived in saigon we got our bearings and katrina, Hayley and I made our way to the hostel. First impressions of saigon are good, lively but not quite as hectic as Hanoi, it seems like a very modern city. Once we had checked in I facetimed Kieren as he wanted to hear about my trip and begin organising our trip to the Philippines, the connection was awful so after about half an hour we gave up.
The next thing to do was to inform Joseph about my possible plans to move to Australia for a year. They did not go swimmingly, he wanted me to wait for a year for him, but when I said no, if I'm going im going this year, he said he would want to defer entry and come with. Still unsure of my thoughts on that one.
Once we had showered, katrina, Hayley and I made our way up to the rooftop bar for some food, I had roast chicken and macaroni, sounds awful, but it was glorious! Proper roast chicken, all moist and delicious. All the chicken I have had here so far has been dry as anything, so it was a lovely surprise.
The view from the rooftop bar is incredible, so many colourful lights and you can see for miles. It's a real city view, without the noise pollution. Perfect.
After dinner we had two free beers which you get given by the hostel, the beer was not bad at all! After a while we got chatting to the boys, John (South African), Rory (Zimbabwe) and Tom (camberley) in our room and this girl (Hannah- from all over the world but is english/Norwegian) they know who now works in Saigon, she was to become our tour guide for the evening. Hayley felt ill and went to bed (Katrina thinks Hayley is being off with us and getting bad vibes... I'm not sure, but if she is I don't know why) whilst the rest of us made our way out. Hannah took us to this street with many bars all along, when I say bars, the Vietnamese style of bars are little plastic chairs and tables on the street, felt very authentic sipping my beer. Unfortunately I then made the grave mistake of ordering a vodka, soda and lime. It did not taste good, I had to take it round with me the entire night. The bar was hectic, so full of people and so loud. We eventually moved on to another, more western style, bar. By this point katrina and I were starting to flag. We played a drinking game with the crowd we were with and then when 'I have never' began, we decided to call it a night as we had an early start, off to see the tunnels and the war museum!