The bus journey to Ho Chi Minh, or Saigon as the bus driver informed me (some sort of North South divide obvious still exists) was on par with other journeys in Vietnam, late and long. After finally arriving 4 1/2 hours later, saying no to everyone we walked past, we eventually reached the calm of our hotel. Not before accidentally knocking flying, an aggressive old lady who was trying to get a referral for bringing us to our hotel. So I'm not labelled some sort of old lady basher here's what happened.
The streets of Ho Chi Minh are packed and with our 20kg backpacks, looking like turtles you have to force your way through the crowds. This old lady who I knew was following us, kept dodging from side to side, trying to make out that she wasn't following us. So near our hotel I spun round to tell her to go away (politely of course) unfortunately for her she had just changed sides again, was right next to me and got side swiped by my backpack. She then asked me in her best Viet-American slang to chill out - interesting.
Highlights: Arriving at hotel, air con on and door locked.
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