The last time I was in Ho Chi Minh it’s fair to say I didn’t really see much of the city, this time around I was determined to do it differently.
Naturally, I spent the first day/night in a cafe/hotel on my own, completely void of people so I could recover from my (now 3 day) hangover which I so lovingly got in Hoi An.
Okay, so when I say determined what I mean to say is only partially bothered.
So, when I eventually checked into a hostel, an only partially bothered me booked on for a tour of the Cu Chi tunnels – this tour would pick me up at 7:30am. Unable to shake the “sensible” girl in me, I went to bed reasonably early. Only to be woken up at 6am, by a drunk man on crutches who could’ve quite easily tripped and landed in my bed. Fortunately, he eventually found his own bed only to kick me with his boot and snore UNNATURALLY loud for the next hour leading up to my alarm.
After a long day I was ready and armed with my best sarcasm for my dorm mate, fondly nicknamed “crutches.” Only to be blindsided by a thick northern accent and what I can only describe as a teen crush similar to the one you might have experienced with one of the Twilight characters. (I was Team Edward, if you were wondering.)
For the next few days preceding this, a few things happened;
* A “wolf pack” was formed between two Australians, a German, crutches and I.
* The pack then dragged the northerner (with a broken leg) to a night club (on several occasions), where I had to repeatedly say “no! you can’t pick me up, put me down, your leg is broken, you bloody idiot!”
* On another “culturally enlightening day” I pushed crutches in a wheelchair around the War museum, only to push him and his badly broken leg into a.) the lift doors b.) some railings. Crutches came home with 2 additional breaks – I suspect I probably caused this! Whoops!
* After the typhoon hit, Ho Chi Minh flooded in a matter of hours. Water came up past your knees! The Australian half of the pack waded through this water in order to still hit the clubs, dedication or insanity?
* I finally made it to a sky bar, my first and only sky bar since being in Asia. It didn’t disappoint
Wander-lost 