Wednesday, 6th July 2016 An early, early, early start which would have been bad enough if I'd had a reasonable enough sleep. I failed to snatch much time unawake during the night due to the heat as I itched and scratched potential bites underneath the mosquito net that flopped over our bed. Alyson was away with the Vietnamese fairies and was unaware that I was beginning to feel unwell. It felt at threeish in the morning as though I was picking up a stomach bug an...

Tuesday, 5th July 2016 On Tuesday 5th, following a substantial breakfast in the Edenstar, our taxi driver for the three hourish trek to the next base was waiting for us at reception at the pre-arranged time of 8 a.m. Full of smiles but limited English, he told us that he had left Can Tho before 5 a.m. for this $100 pickup. Three hours later after a relatively uneventful ride, in Vietnamese terms, we were at our new place of abode. We did witness many examples of ...

We are waiting on the bus to leave a bus station near a new Japenese built bridge which links the Ho Chi Minh side of the Mekong to this Can Tho side of the river. We are towards the back of the bus and I'm stuck next to a local man who is wriggling around and contesting the no man's land leg space between us. His current tactic is to adopt the birth- giving woman / leaping frog pose and to slowly extend the pincer movement until my legs are pushed into the aisle...