Part 77: Saigon here we come.... It felt so strange saying our farewells to the guides who we formed such a bond with once we reached Mui Ne. The reality is that we would probably never see them again - sometimes it hits you quite hard knowing that, and I couldn't help but feel sadness. For me this certainly doesn't get any easier when you meet amazing people, who in a short space of time, leave an impression on you, but they left us with so many unforgettable...

Part 76: All roads lead to Mui Ne.... Its hard to picture many nicer settings than our accommodation with its 360 degree sweeping views. Apart from being wonderfully reclusive, this place had everything you'd need; from a good sized pool to an outdoor bar - even its own private waterfall! We shared the evening with our three guides sitting outside on a beautifully clear night, eating delicious food, chatting and enjoying many 'happy waters' (rice wine) We list...

Part 75: Spiritual, agricultural, and historical tour..... There I was sitting by the side of the road, wondering what we were going to do; slightly concerned, although not quite in panic mode just yet - even if no cars, or other bikes had passed us for a while now, bringing into reality how far we were from the nearest town. My guide appeared visibly stressed out, and who could blame him. He explained to me that this was his only source of income, and without...

Part 74: Central highlands.... This was the only way to travel Vietnam they say; by motor bike. Taking in the surroundings and the parts that are simply not accessible by bus. To completely immerse your self in the history, escape the crowded cities and feel the wind on your face. From the minute I got on the back of the bike I felt really happy. The knowledgeable guide was filling me with a steady stream of information and facts about the surroundings. Even ...

Part 73: No more busses.... Everything about the Mojzo hostel was pretty much perfect, and to say it was friendly would be stating the obvious. Simple things like being called by your name by all, and I mean all the staff there was a lovely touch. The girls here would fuss over you, like make sure you have inspect repellent on or adequate sun protection. I only wish me and Jack actually listened to them about that though. We both fell asleep on the beach forge...