I'm in Saigon.
Said good bye to the kids. It wasn't quite as traumatic as the first time. Still pretty bad 'though, but a 14 year old girl did give me a heart-shaped key ring, so, you know, every cloud...
As it was our last night Nou took us to karaoke, she'd even gone out and bought some English songs for us. How sweet is that?
Arrived in Saigon yesterday evening. Think I've only been ripped off three times so far, which is nice.
Weirdest food: snails
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