Ho Tram Osaka Vung Tau

... deck to walk a brisk mile. The next day saw us arrive in Phu My and Biddy an I set off on a shuttle service to Vung Tau which was about an hour away. very interesting glimpse of the countryside, many motorbikes off course, Our negotiating skills seem to be improving and we met a cab driver who agreed to show us the sights. A very peaceful and really enjoyable trip around Van Thu seeing lots of interesting sights, lots dedicated to religion ...

... and the sun appeared to be coming up. I was sadly mistaken, I asked Willow to Check her watch and it was only 11:30 Pm. What to do now......Lola and I hit the streets walking, I fiqured I could walk it out of ther and be back to bed in no time. We stopped and had some food and kept walking, we stopped and had a drink and kept walking, we ended up walking until we were lost. Somewhere in the streets of Saigon Lola and are standing trying to get ...

... Il a beaucoup de secretion infecte. On le traite egalement pour la gale. Pauvre petit loup. Ils ne se plaint jamais meme s il commence a bien aimer etre dans nos bras. On l adore !!!! Mya est deja tres possesive de son frere. Quand des inconnu s aproche elle dit: maman prend le vite pour ne pas qu ils parte avec!!! Mathieu nous manque deja beaucoup, on a bien hate de lui presenter son petit frere. Je suis sur qu il tombera sous son charme ...

Shane: we decided to go to Vung Tau - which is where Dad spent alot of his time while he was in the war. I imagine it has changed alot since then, there are massive hotels everywhere. Still get hassled by every motorbike and taxi driver asking where we are going, do we have a hotel, would you like my daughter etc. etc but that seems to be what it is like all over Vietnam. We found a place run by an Aussie expat called ' Ned Kelley's ...

... les vietcongs se sont cache durantla guerre du vietnam. Demain, on sattaque a saigon et a lachat degougounne pour annie en attendant nos bagages. Sur ce on vous aime fort eton vous redonne des nouvelles bien vite, photo a l appuis JS et annie xxx PS Papa, jai deguster notrepremiere biere dans lavion.Taiwan beer. Bon,mais pas tres raffine, sans ressembleplus a dela molson ex.

... 30 km outside Saigon. It's a vast network of underground tunnels, storage rooms, living areas, and command centers used by Viet Cong during the war. Visitors are allowed to duck walk through a slightly enlarged section of tunnel - I found the dark, humid tunnel slightly claustrophobic and was glad to exit! The original tunnels required the inhabitants to crawl. Ideological difference aside, anyone who was willing to spend large amounts of time living ...

... wrong. And listening to the Vietnamese tour guides and the sound effects they made with their mouths as they demonstrated how the traps worked, it made me sick. "Ahhhh, ahhhh" as if their legs were caught in a spinning trap or "Eeee-eeeeeeh" like they'd fallen through a spinning trap door and had landed on spikes. In that moment, even though my day today in Vietnam is the closest I've ever been to a war, I was the enemy. To hear them talk about my country ...

... mixes all existing great religions of the world. Very interesting. A few more days in Saigon and then to Dalat in the Vietnamese Highlands. Later, Marcel and Louis Marc Bonjour a tous, Un voyage est un voyage et un des principes de meditation est la non resistance....voici une petite aventure. 1-Notre voyage a AnThong fut annulle car la mer etait trop agitee. Nous croyons que c'etait parce qu'il n'y avait pas assez de voyageurs ...

... flights to Na Trangh, Hanoi, or Cambodia. I have a feeling that this trip has only just begun. September 28, 2006 I am laying in a longhouse of the White Hill Tai Tribe, under a mosquito net on a bamboo mat no different than the ones I use on the beach in Hawai'i which was rolled out onto of the bamboo would floor next to one of the "windows" (an open hole in the wall of the house). Now when I say bamboo wood floor please do not think the interlocking planks you can find at ...

... himself to be dried off as we all look on. I'm not going to forget that for while. After a long journey back to Saigon, we all meet up for dinner at Hoi An, an authentic classical Vietnamese restaurant a few minutes from our hotel. For the next hour, we feast on fresh spring rolls, coconuts filled with hot and sour soup, fried soft shell crab and pork ribs seasoned with cinnamon. It was good. Taking a much needed day off on Sunday, I spent some time wandering ...