From The Frying Pan Into Saigon

Tuesday morning I woke up to a rainy day and no electricity in Hoi An, not an uncommon event, luckily they cook with gas so after breakfast I finishing packing and check out. 

Mr Hoa picks me up in his friends car and takes me to Danang airport where my flight is delayed half an hour, no big deal. 

I land in Saigon and catch a taxi through the now approaching peak hour traffic, not that there’s much difference, back to crazy land. 

I check in to my Agoda booked hotel but they only have a no window, shoe box room left for me, my first room without a window, not what I booked but hey, roll with the punches. 

By now it is approaching dark and I am hungry and exhausted so I can’t be bothered unpacking the computer to update the blog, I can’t even be bothered opening the back pack since I will be moving rooms in the morning. 

I head out for something to eat without a change or even a shower. Alley Booz is close by so I stop there for spring rolls and a beer and who is the first person I see that I know? The lovely Lan. We have a chat and catch up then I move on to another restaurant for a main course and another beer before returning to my shoe box for an early night. They will be sorry they didn’t give me my room with a window, the smell of tobacco stains the air. 

I have a room here for one more night then they are booked out so Wednesday will be spent trying to find somewhere to stay for a longer period, again it may take me a while to unpack the laptop to update the blog however I suspect there will be nothing of any real interest in the next few days anyhow. I will update you when I get settled.