Hey, Adam here. Thought I'd just go for a long random wander to soak up the city. I've never been in a city that has so few people on the footpath and so much traffic. It would seem every local owns a scooter and prefers to ride than walk down the street. This makes crossing the road very interesting. As you prepare to cross the road it's like looking at a river of wild rapids. There's an element of doubt that you'll actually make it to the other side. Locals t...

We awoke to find the clothes we washed the night before were dry (towel drying the clothes combined with some light air-conditioning worked wonders). After a relaxing breakfast we embarked on a self-guided walking tour of Ho Chi Minh, including a very confronting war museum, a relaxing inner city pagoda, street markets and about 12km of walking between. The amount of walking, the heat and the pollution from millions of scooters would give the Scrubba wash bag a...

After 15 hours of travel, we stepped into the humidity and a chaos ruled by swarms of motorbikes. Welcome to Ho Chi Minh City (or Saigon as the locals prefer). It was your typical travel experience getting to the hostel; ripped off and paying double what we should have for the taxi and then a late check in aided by a couple of local brews as the old hotel manager hadn't updated her book keeping for decades. We ducked the low lying ceiling and weaved up the 9 fl...