Scott has described our fretful nights sleep on the airport floor very well, hence my surprise at feeling fairly refreshed at 5.30am when we roused to brush our teeth and check in for our Air Asia flight. We'd had to clear immigration at Thailand purely to sit in airport departures for the night, since our connecting flight was not a straight flight transfer, but an entirely different booking.

Luckily this next flight was quick - only 90 minutes or so and then we finally arrived in the crazy place that is Saigon. Motorbikes, horns, more motorbikes, more horns, crossing a street feels like you are taking a gamble with your life everytime! I don't think they believe in pedestrian crossings here and the throng of vehicles is so strong you can't wait for a gap - there just isn't one! Instead you have to walk out confidently and not waver off course, and let the bikes weave around you! Sounds crazy but it seems to work. Nonetheless I still prefer to hold Scott's arm and not look at the traffic whizzing towards me!

We managed to check into our pre-booked hotel smoothly and were pleasantly surprised. At £15 a night it wouldn't have even bought us a meal in Australia, but here we have free wifi, ensuite and a massive tv. We caught up on a few hours sleep and then headed into town for an explore. We are staying in an area called Pham Ngu Lao, backpacker central. Every street corner has a vendor selling something edible or drinkable, and tourists and locals alike sit on small stools munching on beef noodle soup at 90 pence a bowl, as motorbikes speed by. It is so humid you sweat as soon as you get out the shower, so thank goodness for air-con!

We didn't have much energy to go too far today, so instead we just walked to a nearby market called Ben Thanh and had a wander round. Scott got accosted by a Vietnamese lady trying to flirt her way into him buying a pair of shorts. I dragged him away as he smiled to himself, telling me she'd whispered to him, 'You're very sexy.' We passed the fresh seafood market and could see buckets of live crabs with cloth binding their pincers, and cockles moving around.

Back at the hotel we settled down to an early night, planning a long day tomorrow to see the Reunification Palace and the War Museum.