So Ho Chi Minh has turned out to be nothing at all like I thought it would be- in a way, it reminds me of Bali and the craziness on the roads, although this place ups the ante somewhat. Crossing the road is taking your life into your own hands, although, touch wood, nothing bad seems to have happened to us yet. The traffic never stops and often there are no lights to tell anyone when to go/stop. My advice (and every travel article on this matter:) walk purposefully- no dilly dallying (which a surprising number of westerners haven’t seemed to grasp.) It’s strange, but everything just works. We were on scooters last night and it was amazing to see just how polite everyone actually is- in UK, beeping a horn usually signals aggression, but here it’s just a ‘hi, jus tot let you know, I’m here!’ Organised chaos indeed.
I’ve had plenty of ‘Vietnamese’ food before but nothing compares to how amazing it is here. Even a basic Pho (noodle soup) is so yummy and costs only about 35,000. So so cheap. Last night we went on an ‘XO foodie tour-‘ can’t recommend this enough. The food we ate was so far off the beaten track and so delicious,although when they brought out the duck embryo, it was time to call it a night.