Day 18 May 8 2013 Ho Chi Min City (Saigon) About being taken for a ride--Surprise Surprise or not. First things first. During breakfast I met with Pierre and handed him the $255 for the bike paid in a mix of US dollars, Thai Baht and Aust Dollars. I had enquired about the location where I would find many repair shops. After calling at several shops and about to give up hope of getting it all done today I saw a guy in a workshop who could do things in two stag...

Day 17 May 7 2013 Some days are so so and other days are very exciting or a mixture of both. During the last few days I have been checking the internet to find a bike for sale. Now there are millions of bikes in Vietnam so that would be easy right? No, not that easy. All those millions are scooters and only a few motorcycles. The most popular motorcycle is a Honda Win –only 110 cc and just enough for easy riding and slow traffic. I would hate to ride larg...

Day 16 6 May 2013 By eight I had to return to my scooter. It had served me well that day. It occurred to me that if there was a slight change in the Australian law this could be a great item to stop pollutions and traffic congestion. Fifty cc scooters are dangerous on the roads; I have experienced that and seen it. They can't keep up with the normal city traffic because as soon as you face a hill the traffic speed stays at 60-65 kph , while the 59 cc scooter is...

Day 15 May 5 Phnom Phen Perhaps just the right day to be here as in Holland they celebrate Liberation day. The connection will become obvious later. At times one realizes what one wants or desires may not always be the best decision viewed from a later time in the day. The moment you step out into the street your are accosted with a "tuktuk Sir? Where you go? At first you answer them and, after wards you get tired of it and just look away. The tuktuk driver wh...

Day 14 May 4 Siem Reap to Phnom Phen Some days are more exciting than others. I was picked up by collector mini bus at 7.40 Am to take me to bus company's head office. The transfer was quick, some more person were collected from various addresses. By 8.30 we were on the road to Phnon Phen, the capital of Cambodia I sat next to an interesting 59 year old Vietnamese – Australian who had been one of the boat people who had escaped Vietnam during the 70R...