The last you heard from us we were about to go on a day abseiling and canyoning. Well it was a fantastic but very scary day. The day started with just a small abseil down a 4/5 metre rock to get used to it which then progresed to about 10 metres down the side of a waterfall and into the water at the bottom which was quite cool. With some mini rapids between abseils which you just float down. We then did another abseil which was slightly longer and then headed to the big finale. This was over the course of a day. This last waterfall was huge, our guide gave us a brief to which 7 of our group decided to not even attempt it and walked to the bottom instead. I was a bit unsure, so shaun said 'no wife of mine is going to walk down!'. Once they had set up the rope I said I would go first so that I wouldn't chicken out, I also thought this was stupid as it meant I was the test monkey for all the ropes. I was in the middle of the waterfall about to abseil right down the middle. The first few metres I just had to slide my feet down the rock, it was so slippy, if I took my foot off I'd fall. The second section was steeper so the water was right in your face and chest I could hardly breathe, at this point I actually said out loud to myself 'your doing really well Carol' and also 'why am I doing this'. When I was still about half way down I looked down to see how I was doing and about 1 metre below me there was no more rope! I think if someone had checked my pulse it would have been off the scale! I just couldn't believe what I was seeing, I thought I must be wrong, maybe I don't understand how the rope system works so I went a tiny bit further and then the man at the bottom shouted 'OK stop!!! - and now jump!' I shouted back 'your kidding me!' I was slightly prepared for this because at the start we were told for the last 4 metres the rock faces goes back under the waterfall so we had no choice but to jump. Well it certainly wasn't 4 metres, I would say about 7-8m and Shaun will back me up. When I had finished my hands were shaking, but I was so glad I had done it, it was amazing. I still don't think the photos do it justice.

After Dalat and the abseiling we went back to the coast of Mui Ne which was supposed to be a lovely beach resort however the only way you could get to the beach is if you were staying in one of the ridiculously expensive beach resorts - which of course we weren't so we only stayed one night and moved onto the capital Ho Chin Minh City, or Saigon, it has two names. We had a few massages and chilled out, and went to the War museam which was I think one of the best museums I have ever been too. Rather than just showing the guns, bombs and other stuff that was used during the war there were hundreds of photos so you could actually see what it was all like and the amount of civilians that were injured and effects things like the 'agent orange' that the Americans used on the crop fields and jungles, it was horrid.

We then flew to Phu Quoc a lovely island on the South Coast. Its quite a big Island so didn't actually feel like it was an island. We did some scuba diving which wasn't the greatest but still good. We got to use our dive slate and camera so that was fun. We hired a scooter for a day to get to the nicer beaches but after about 1 mile out of the town the tarmac stopped so for miles it was really dusty and extremely bumpy! I almost took off, so I decided to have a beach day back at our town and Shaun went exploring on his own. it was brilliant. (Shaun)

We stayed 3 nights and then took a boat back to the mainland to cross the border into Cambodia. The border cross was very interesting. We were in a mini van with a driver and its like we had been allocated our own assistant as he would just tell us to fill out a form, we'd give him our passport and he would run off to the relevent hut and get the visas etc. We did not see one official or even get out of the van, which was good because it was raining, well not just raining it was bucketing down, so the assistant got soaking wet. The only official we did see was a health control man who took our temperatures and said if we get ill call a certain telephone number - job done, Welcome to Cambodia.

Cambodia is strange, they run two currencys Camdodian Reil and US Dollars. When you go to the cach machine it only gives out dollars and when you pay you get both in change. Very odd.

Tomorrow we are going to Koh Rong Island. Its a beautiful tropical Island just how you picture one would be (apparently) we are staying in a tree house bungalow we splashed out for for my birthday. The Island has no electricity so we are just going to have a few days chilling out away from the hustle and bustle. Some times I think if one more person asks me if I want a motorbike or tuk-tuk ride I will punch them in the face.

I have 9 mosquito bites all on my right leg, and none on my left leg. very odd (and itchy).

Think thats all after Koh Rong we are heading up to Phnom Penh, then Battambang and Siem Reap - well thats the plan. Bye for now.