Welll heeloooooooo there!!!!!!!!!!!!

From Saigon we had a bus journey to take us to Nha Trang, we didnt know much about this place but knew it was meant to be pretty good from other people we met in Saigon. It was a 13 hour bus ride of hell in a normal sit up bus with only 2 stops, if it wasnt for my ipod i would have slit my throat it was really uncomfortable and everyone out here just loves beeping their horn for fun and speeding of bumps and cracks in the road so i regularly nodded off then ended up in the isle of the bus or in to the lap of somebody else in the bus so i didnt get much sleep there. However when we eventually arrived we could tell it was a nice place as it was a cbeach/city resort. It is a very touristy place with lots of westerners there bars, restaraunts etc. The hotel was nice only $6 a night satellite tv, twin beds and hot shower (Mazin!!!!!) and it was more or less in the centre of everything so everywhere was walkable which was really good. The plan there was to visit a few islands and maybe go on an all day fishing trip because we enjoyed it so much in Phu Quoc. In the end we didnt do anything becoz it rained for the 3 days we were there and it wasnt that fine rain that soakes you right through it was terrential stuff that creates rivers in the road, one of my mates lost a flip flop but i'll come on to that in a bit. So in this bad weather we basically had food in our local called the Shamrock where we basically had every meal there because it was owned by a Scottish dude and the portions were good and the food was nice so we generally just chilled out when it rained and watched movies or looked around the shops. There were lots of bars there to go to but wasnt enough pei\ople there to fill them all so the tourists only went to certain bars, one was the Why Not? bar and the other was the sailing club, the sailing club only opens until 01:30 and the why not bar stayed open an hour later until 02:30 so it was really annoying when we were having a good time then being chucked out so early.

One night we all go smashed in the sailing club then decided to stroll over to this why not bar and 3 of us got in but Rich was still outside the place trying to get in, we dont know how he didnt get in to this day, neither does he, i think it was becoz he had to pay and had no money on him or was just too pissed (I think the latter ) so Rich was argueing with the bouncers to get in but they dont take any s*** out here so after alot of argueing they must have ruffed him up and chucked him away from the bar because inside one of the guys we knew said he didnt get in and literally as we went outside he was on the floor on his side in the pissing rain. We went outside and picked him up and just started shouting at the bouncers so they looked like they were going to do the same to us so we just left and by this point the rain was really coming down and the street was basically like a river and by this point paul lost his flip flop in the street somewhere and couldnt find it so it must have floated down the street. We walked about half way back to the hotel and we were really angry at this point, so we said " we aint taking this crap lets go back and get them" for the life of me i didnt know what the hell we were on about because i was so drunk and just went with the flow, literally, and didnt have a clue what the hell we were gona do when we got there coz i was no use to anyone. So it came to getting there and as soon as the bouncers seen us they chased after us, it was like something out of kill bill when all the men run through the door and keep coming (Exageration) but there must have been about 5 of them chasing us with truntions down the street and they had paul on the back of the legs twice and rich once, they couldnt catch me haha!!!. In the morning we laughed about it because i just had visions looking back at these bouncers chasing us with sticks and us three running in the pissing rain, rich was limping, dickie ws trying to run with one flip flop and i ran like a spaz because i just cant run in flip flops in water, but it was serious looking back.

Then the next bloody night we just went out for a drink and ended up having my camera stolen by a Moto driver, i couldnt believe it , i am always so carefull with things like that but there were loads of them around us and one of them must have distracted me and just pulled on the cord of the camera without me realising, the sneaky b******s. So i wasnt happy with that and then had to buy another camera so im another 130 quid down but im gona have to claim on the insurance in a couple of months to get that money back.

Basically we stayed in Nha Trang and did nothing apoart from get beat up and robbed and spent loads of money, we didnt do any trips because it rained so much and couldnt guarantee the weather, so on the whole i didnt really enjoy it that much, plus the people try and rip you off at any oppportunity they can and some of the can be really rude to you as im guessing they dont like westerners that much due to the war. So we decided to go and head for another place up north that was on our list called Hoi an.