So have you ever had that stomach turning feeling when you think you've messed up your flight…well today that was me. I had a somewhat leisurely day, taking my time packing and getting ready, it hit 3'oclock and I caught a taxi to the airport. It wasn't until the taxi left to take me to the airport that I started to get very sweaty and for the first time it wasn't caused by the weather! Is my flight at 17.45? Did I read it as 17 or 15? Was I actually going to g...

Landing in Hanoi with ten times the amount of motorbikes around you than in Ho Chi Minh City, it was a mad trip from the airport to the hotel; but for some reason we did manage to get chauffeur driven with complementary water too. The first evening we went to the Water Puppet show. It was definitely worth seeing and the length of the show was just right seeing as it wasn't in English. We all managed to pick up bits of the storyline-I think! We had a few days in H...

The day before my birthday I managed to dive in Vietnam with Dad while Mum snorkelled. One word amazing! It was a 45 minute boat ride from Nha Trang through floating fishing villages towards the beautiful island of Hon Mun….and the highlight? A swim through two caves with shoals of fish surrounding every inch of my body; feeling slightly attacked ha! A day with great people, a great dive and a great seafood restaurant for dinner…life's hard here! I can't bel...

So, my sense of direction failed us for the first time at the beach resort of Nha Trang (which apparently has the best beaches in Vietnam). After a lovely seafood meal we wandered around looking for a coffee shop. We found a local one which ticked all of the boxes. Afterwards, we carried on walking to get to the sea front. Well, thinking that I was leading the parents to the sea, slowly the roads seemed less built up and the streets became discreetly scattered...

Welcome to Ho Chi Minh City (or Saigon as the locals prefer to call it). I thought Cambodia's roads were hectic, clearly I was wrong. It was the first time in 3 months that I had been in a car (taxi) and I felt smaller than I did on a pedal bike in Siem Reap. The taxi was surrounded by swarms of bikes left, right and centre at junctions waiting to cross and continue on their path through the never-ending city. I thought to myself "if I don't get run over by a ...