Liz and I have been here officially (with our dreamy multi entry visas- its like having a multi pass to rainbows end, and its just as terrifying as the fearfall) for 10 hours now. I will give you a brief outline of experiences.
10am- got a taxi, tried to bargain him down but failed splendidly. I had trouble trying to get money from my travellers belt which was under my dress, while at the same time not giving the taxi driver more than he (literally) bargained for. No chance of seeing this golden lotus, pal.
10.03- enjoying the taxi mans music, a mixture of k-pop, Indian meditation, and the occasional christmas song for good measure.
10.5am sing to "Mary's boy child" by boney m.
11am -complain loudly of the heat to anyone who will listen; "How hot is this country???" and "am going to die of heat, feel really quite faint!!!" No one pays attention.
12.30- go for some lunch at tiny lunch bar. We are the only customers. Old man outside shop points at liz, looks something up on his smart phone and shows his buddy, who also points at LIz. Can only deduce she is a ringer for some Vietnamese movie star.
1.00pm- waiting for lunch
1.10pm- continue waiting
1.15- lunch arrives!! A bit disappointing, but lots of points for having a friendly chef!
3.00pm- go for manicure- I get cupcakes on my toenails!! Mani pedi full sheebang- nz $15
6pm- brave the streets to go and look at market. Many many many mopeds, buses and cars. No traffic lights. Do at lot of praying.
6.05pm- alive! And on other side of the road.
7pm- join in an aerobics class in the local park. So fun, tho I'm sure im getting laughed at by the locals. My Zumba moves too advanced for them, obviously.
7.40- liz feeling ill, so back to hotel for her to sleep and me to blog.
8.30pm- loud music outside in the street. Don't they know it's bed time? Just like brocas ave.
Tomorrow we are off to cu chi tunnels- google them, they are so insane. As insane as the people in the country in which they are found.