It seemed like we'd only just arrived in Saigon, and we were moving on again. This time we were joining a tour to travel up the Mekong Delta to Phnom Penh, Cambodia. Happily, some of the people who'd been on the Cu Chi tunnels trip turned up on this one, too. Dutch guys Nicko and Wendy, and Scottish couple Jim and Diane, who were all really funny, also a weird German and a couple of Austrian lads who weren't funny at all! I didn't endear myself to them when I i...

Arrived safe and sound in Saigon, after an entertaining transfer from Whale Island. The airport at Nha Trang was lovely, and full of Russians! It was 'plump up the cushions and watch the freak show', Sal was gawping so much, I thought she was going to get us beaten up! At Saigon, we should have been picked up at the airport, but there was another cock-up, and we ended up getting a taxi to the hotel. Another nice room, another club sandwich, plus a turn-down serv...

'Saigon. s***, I'm still only in Saigon' I'm not the only bloke here who's got the 'Apocalypse, Now' soundtrack on his iPod. Jim, one of the guys on our Cu Chi tunnels trip, has a whole 'Nam playlist! The Cu Chi tunnels were excavated and used by the Viet Cong during the wars with the French and the Americans, and now they're a big tourist attraction. The tunnels were built to suit the diminutive Vietnamese, not us big Westerners. As we arrived and made our way ...

The girls hawking stuff to tourists can be very funny, we were sat at a restaurant fending off countless hawkers between courses, and a girl tried to flog us 'lucky coins from the year you were born', by this point, the novelty was wearing off, so Sally-Anne replied 'oh, I've forgotten what year that was!', the girl replies, 'yes, it was a long time ago..!' ha haa! The restaurants and the hawkers would appear to have an agreement that trying to sell stuff to tou...

Well, it DID stop raining! We had a couple of lovely days when the sun shone, and we lazed around on the beach, had a swim (carefully though, there were loads of really huge spikey sea urchins), drank a few cocktails as the sun went down, and generally chilled out after the hustle and bustle of the mainland. But it was no 'island paradise', our huttie and the public areas were uncomfortable, and there was a weird atmosphere, it was like you were being 'tolerated...