Now for the second time of writing this blog today - the first attempt failed just as I was completing the antepenultimate paragraph by means of computer crashing. Needless to say I refused to pay for the privelage. Now in a comfier chair in a cheaper internet cafe I now start again:That is, the road to Hanoi... One week, one bus and four stops:Mui NeI find it hard to call this a town really. More of a smattering of buildings along a couple of kilometers of one c...

Vietnam. The fifth country. We have now breached the half-way mark. The hair is getting longer, the toothpaste is now called 'close-up', the shower gel 'fa' and even my old GCSE school bag has now retired! But the feet keep walking and the wheels turning. Our entrance into Vietnam wasn't one of the most easiest of journeys and not, for once, due to the border control. We had decided to take the route down the Mekong river to the border. It was all going well unt...