Think it's safe to say that I'd've been rubbish in the Viet Nam war. Those VC tunnels at Cu Chi are pretty scary I tell you. Apparently the one I went down was only 7 metres. It seemed somewhat longer. That way madness lies...
Following my last Blog entry we met up with our Mekong tour guide (you remember? The one that made us sing on the bus), she took us out for a night of karaoke with her friends. Which was ridiculous. Goss scored a very respectable 99% singing a song he'd never heard, in Vietnamese (he didn't come close to such dizzy heights on any other occasion, not even when he cracked open his best Phil Collins). Incidentally, if anyone's taking notes, I've now sung karaoke in five languages on this trip.
We went to a water park yesterday. The ride there was the scariest moto journey so far. I felt the fear for the first time in a while.
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