Tonight I had my first real 'authentic' Vietnamese culinary experience. A friend took me out to this massive Vietnamese buffet place (it was free, coz she had tickets from her brother's friend, who works there). They made me try all sorts of weird and wonderful 'traditional' Vietnamese foods, like..... duck fetus. No joke. My class was taken to a Vietnamese high school this arvo. We had to watch 90-minute demo lesson, which was pretty interesting. Vietnamese hig...

I'm feeling pretty settled into Saigon life now. Every day is still something new, but it's starting to feel more like home. I'm starting to pick up a bit of Vietnamese too, which is cool. I've been hanging out with Brendo and my classmates all this week, after class. I think I could cut down on my spending a bit though, I'm still going out every night. It does add up, but I'm spending around $7 on an "expensive" day. And bloody hell, too many late ni...

Ok, it seems that those coffees I was talking about earlier really were drugged. No wonder they made me feel a bit weird! I was just told earlier that sometimes they do drug the coffee on the street... I knew they were too good to be legit! [EDIT: They weren't drugged. Other than being made from some very strong coffee. I just drank way too much caffeine way too quickly. They put in a lot of sweetened condensed milk so you can't really taste the caffeine.]

Hmmm, the coffee here seems to be having a weird affect on me. It makes me hyperactive or something. And the funny thing is that I don't even realise it. It makes me wanna get out and do something. Like today, after I had a coffee and was halfway through my second, I found myself joining a bunch of random Vietnamese guys on the street for a chat. Then I went for a wander through the backalleys....in the mud...and in thongs. When I got back, I had splattered mud a...