Roadtrip over, we arrived safely in Ho Chi Minh city a.k.a Saigon 2 days ago. I think that's quite an achievement:)

We had a few very frustrating days on the road when there was always something wrong with someone's bike (those bikes they sold us, Honda Minsks, were really crappy in the end) and we spend many useless hours on garages where the technicians were doing more damage than good. So obviously we didn't move as fast as we would've wanted to and had to skip going to Nha Trang. We did go to Da Lat though, which was supposed to be all beautiful and romantic but I just found it expensive and strangely European (=not good). I guess there were nice lakes, mountains, waterfalls and stuff around but I wasn't inspired to go (it was raining again:D). So we stayed only one night there and traveled over 300km for our last day. That was quite a lot for these bikes actually.

Arriving in Saigon was pure madness. It was raining and all the streets were flooded, plus there were like a million other motorbikes and half-a-million trucks, buses and cars all together in the same mess. I was trying to watch our back and saw so many other bikes coming as close as 20cm from us as cars were overtaking the bikes forcing us into an even smaller place in the floods. Amos told me he wanted to give a good kick to a bunch of them:D

But we arrived safely, against all odds. And went to the war museum yesterday. It was very touching and disturbing.. Hard to understand why all that happened and so sad how you can still see the affects of it here today. Other than that, we haven't moved around too much. It's a big and hectic city, but I find it much nicer than Hanoi.

Amos and I are leaving Vietnam for Phnom Penh tomorrow since my visa is expiring, Daniel left for Bangkok today and Gili and Yaron are gonna meet us in Cambodia in a few days. I feel a little sad to leave Vietnam, though it's been pretty rough here. It's been a real adventure though too. It's always a good fun when you see a truck coming at you while overtaking another one, flashing lights and blowing the horns like crazy (but not pulling the breaks..), forcing you to pull over on the side of the street. Or when you're riding on a narrow mountain road and there's a warning sign for rocks falling on you on the other side, and a warning sign of you falling down the road on the other, and you can only see 5 meters ahead of you because of the fog.

Cambodia will be more chilled, we'll spend a month or over there with Amos (and part of it with the others), mostly on the beaches in the South, then I'll follow him to Israel, then home. No Japan for me this time, which I'm really sad about, but I guess it's better to stay away with everything that's happening there at the moment.