THE SAD TALE OF A LIGHT BLUE AUSTIN WESTMINSTER.... Hue (pronounced Wey Hey!) was the old imperial capital of North Vietnam until 1945. At its centre there is a citadel hiding a forbidden city within its walls which was erected for the emperor's between the 17th and 19th century. In days gone by only the emperor's, their concubines, their closest family and advisors were allowed to enter. Nowadays it is a tourist attraction but as we cycled round and round, ...

DIAMOND GLINAWAY.............. #The next stop on our tour of duty in 'Naaam' was a very pretty little town called Hoi An, a picturesque and kind of Chinesy Padstow and a place that is recognized as a world heritage site by UNESCO. We arrived in a lovely hotel called The Sunflower where we were greeted by a very small, very pretty but very loud lady who checked us in. She asked for our passports and seemed to have real problems in pronouncing Rays name: Sm...

GOOOD MORNIN VIETNAAAAAAAAAM.....!!! Cambodia was a special place, the people, the scenery, the history just an amazing country to experience. The next leg of our journey would take us over the border into Vietnam, another country with a very interesting history. We arrived in Ho Chi Minh City and forget all the traffic I have written about in South America and South East Asia, this place has got to win the award for most death defying and outrageously bon...

MEETING MR.CHUM MEY................................................... I have always been interested by the actions (good and evil) of mankind; it's been a morbid fascination which I share with my dad and sister. Over the years, I have read hundreds of books recalling moments in history where human beings have achieved amazing and wonderful things but have in turn created devastation, atrocities and have carried out appalling crimes against each other. Hero...

BUNTHORN AND BIKES.................. The day before we left Siem reap we were advised by the guest house to take a 'mystery tour' on the back of motor bikes. The tour guide was a lovely guy called 'Bunthorn' (Bun). He was great, spoke beautiful English had an enormous smile, laughed at his own jokes had a very happy face and was incredibly knowledgeable about the history of Cambodia and the local area. So off we went and as the name suggests we had no ide...