...in one easy lesson.
1. Go to sunset happy hour at the rooftop bar.
Good time had by all.
This morning we went to see the Cu Chi tunnels, where the Viet Cong hid and attacked from. There's a bit that you can crawl through for about 20 metres, twisting around underground with practically no light and even that was enough for me to feel overwhelmed with relief to finally see daylight again.
There is also a very nasty display of homemade weapons that you can put your foot in or fall into - mainly involving metal spikes with barbs on the end or sharpened bamboo spears.
When you come out of the forest there is a display of weapons you can fire. Fran, Ed, Jules and I shared 10 rounds on an AK47, a very strange feeling. You get quite a jolt when it fires and it makes a hell of a lot of noise.
The stuff we got at the tailors in Hoi An was quite successful. I got a longsleeved chinese top in Vietnamese silk and some plain black trousers and Jules got a blue linen suit with Chinese collar which looks great. I also had some shoes made in silver and blue oriental brocade.
This afternoon we went on a cyclo tour of Saigon. I think we might be on average a bit bigger than your average cyclo passenger - my guy was grunting as though he was about to have a heart attack and Jules's driver had to get off and push!
We finished the afternoon at the war crimes museum, which was a sobering experience. Deformed foetuses in glass jars, for example. And apparently they had to tone it down a few years ago as too many visitors were offended by it.
All preparation for Phnom Penh, I suppose.
2 comments:
The cycle tour story brings to mind farewell card from Jules' workmate which said "hasn't Asia suffered enough?"
Sounds like you're having a great time. We're all enjoying the blog so keep them coming.
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