I boarded the flight to Ho Chi Minh City and once again I got a whole row to myself, which meant I could spread out! I was one of only a few westerners on the flight and was just hoping that the transfer I arranged from the airport was there to meet me. Once in arrivals I found a lady with a piece of paper with my name on it and she pointed me in the direction of the car we would be using. Looking around I appeared to be the only westerner and it was quite a stra...