So I bravely got up Monday morning and after having breakfast, braved the outside world. I checked out and moved to my other hotel which was just around the corner. Checked in and then jumped into a taxi to take me to the Jade Pagoda, a buddist temple. The first thing my taxi driver asks me is if I will marry him and then asks me what I think about Vietnamese women marrying foreigners. What could I say to that but try and ignore him. He then told me his last girl...

Well I've arrived after a very long day (or what feels like it anyway). From a long queue at the airport waiting to check in to a very full flight in a section of the plane where the entertainement system only worked for 20 mins of the 9 hour flight. Off the plane and I'm sure I picked the slowest customs queue there was. People always say the American immigration staff can be grumpy, they obviously haven't been to Vietnam. After an hour, finally collected my bag...