We arrived back into HCMC after midnight and so hailed a taxi to the hotel close to the airport for the night. The driver took the long route and charged us an undeclared airport fee, but otherwise our arrival back into Vietnam was uneventful. It was Tet, or Vietnamese New Year, so we were unsure what the travel plans were going to be as we'd attempted to book a train ticket north online while in Philippines, but it had been full. It was an ominous sign. In the ...

Holy S#!T! Ho Chi Minh City is just as crazy as everyone says it is. I'm not sure that a higher concentration of motorbikes exists on this planet, and if it does, they'd be hard pressed to drive more recklessly and with less regard to life, law and well being of others. You take your life into your hands with every street crossing as you wade out into the sea of motorbikes and watch as they slowly part for you. We definitely had a few moments we felt like Frogger...