Twenty Two. 

Day 37 Waaaaaa. Early start.  Bay Mau cooking class. We had booked a cooking class. We were given traditional weaved hats and little baskets and headed for the market. Nothing like the smell of fish and raw meat to wake you up in the morning.  Our guide talked us through how to choose produce and…

Twenty Two. 

Day 37 Waaaaaa. Early start.  Bay Mau cooking class. We had booked a cooking class. We were given traditional weaved hats and little baskets and headed for the market. Nothing like the smell of fish and raw meat to wake you up in the morning.  Our guide talked us through how to choose produce and…

Twenty Two. 

Day 37 Waaaaaa. Early start.  Bay Mau cooking class. We had booked a cooking class. We were given traditional weaved hats and little baskets and headed for the market. Nothing like the smell of fish and raw meat to wake you up in the morning.  Our guide talked us through how to choose produce and…

Twenty one. 

Day 35 I couldn’t believe the kindness that was shown to us that morning. Despite it being stupidly early and us stupidly waking them up, the owners of Jackfruit Homestay invited us into their personal home where they set up a space for us to sleep. I had a wooden bench and Marianne had a…

Twenty. 

Day 32 I have a confession to make. I love Ho Chi Minh. We were on the road again and I was so sad to leave. We woke up early to catch the bus at 7:00 to Nha Trang. The bus was comfortable. It was a sleeper bus which meant everyone got bed like chairs….

Nineteen. 

Day 29 We were hungover. Of course we were. I wasn’t feeling as bad as M and I wasn’t going to waste a day. I probably would have felt different if it was me who was suffering. I dragged her off to the market. Probably the worst place to be hung over. It was inside….

Eighteen 

Day 27 So we accidentally slept in late. When we woke up it was lunch time so we headed out for food. We stopped at a near by Pho restaurant (everywhere is a nearby Pho restaurant in Ho Chi Minh) and had our first Pho and Vietnamese coffee. Yeah it was good. It was the…

Seventeen. 

Day 25 We had recovered from our self inflicted illness and wanted to do something nice for our last day in Sen Monoram. There had been a power cut over the town and things were moving even slower than usual. We had breakfast at the The Greenhouse Cafe, a group oh beachy huts (without the…

Sixteen. 

Day 21 The day after the trek we were pretty pooped. We booked a room at a hotel with a hot shower Oeun Sakona. No one spoke English which was very helpful but the room was ok. We thought we would organise some stuff but in the end we did nothing. Lazy. We had a…

Fifteen 

Day 19 The jungle trek. We had arranged a two day trek organised by Greenhouse Guesthouse for $65 each. This included lunch/dinner and breakfast/lunch. We were picked up from the guesthouse and taken to the middle of nowhere. This is where we started. There were ten of us in total. Equal amount of English and…

Fourteen. 

Day 16 So we were happy to be leaving Kratie. It’s only a small place and we had done what we came for… The locals weren’t so smiley. Maybe they had heard about New Year’s Eve. The transport was getting worse and worse. We were put on a local bus which was already filled with…

Thirteen 

Day 15 The two nurses left for Vietnam and we had Another early start. Sorya Kayak tour. Bad luck for us as no one else was booked on the tour so we had to pay more. Good luck for us as no one else was booked on the tour and we got a private ride….