Phu Quoc, Vietnam
Today was a less successful beach day. The girls weren't so keen on motorbiking the treacherous roads again so we chose a beach that wouldn't be a rip off in a taxi and called for one. The driver was an arse who stopped off ever 5 minutes to chat to his friends and even popped into a garage to have his power-steering fluid topped up whilst we sat eyeballing the meter.
He eventually dropped us off in a little village that seemed totally random gesturing that he c...