Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam
How can I find the time to write this blog? The answer lies in the fact that it is four thirty in the morning here and, as I've not established a full night's sleeping pattern yet, I'm filling it with writing up a briefish account of the main highlights of yesterday. By the way, our hotel room looks on to a side alley and is only picking up the buffeted sounds of early morning motos and those assembling themselves for the harmonious madness that exists here. We w...