Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam
I woke around 9am with hardly a hangover. Unfortunately Jono was not quiet so lucky. We had a fairly lazy day, recovering from the previous night. We went down the street for breakfast (though only I ate) and had our first Vietnamese coffee. My first thought was that it would put hairs on my chest, but condensed milk is killer in coffee! (Though let's be honest is killer in anything.) We spent the day wandering the streets and trying to decide on tours. We were d...