So my little cherry pickers.

Just when you thought it was all over it isnt, well technically it is but i still have a couple of photos left from my last night, last day and trip home via Doha.

I was sitting in the hotel on Saturday and there was about 2 hours left before the taxi was picking me up to go to the airport when i thought to myself as one does,,, lets go down to Ben Than Market one last time.

It sounded like a good idea at the time but then just as i gets there the heavens let it rip and it thundered down for about an hour. I mean thundered down.

Thats when i caught sight of  this kid.

If you cant beat the rain have a shower in it.

Get away, its my shower.

Pass the soap mate.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Aw well, shame to let a good downpour go to waste.

Oh the night before, i was supposed to be going to a karaoke bar and it turned into drinks by the side of a road and being harrased by the night street sellers… One of them, a little kid was great, about 10 years old, singing and dancing and high fiving everyone as he sold tons after tons of useless junk.. he was good entertainment..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Wanna buy a DVD?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The next morning was spent nursing the hangover of hangovers with lots of these

Ahhh Latte

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And plenty of these.

75000 dong for a bottle of water? you cheeky bugger.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Anyway, it was all good.

So, haircut. After the downpour i went for a haircut, thats a trip on its own. You walk in the door and about 12 young ladies greet you and sit you down, give you something to drink and while one of them massages your neck and shoulders the others are planning with you what would look best for your head…

The hairdresser then comes over and asks what we have decided and he does the work. After he is finished comes the washing of the hair and a really nice and relaxing head massage,,,,, price? 150000 dong. £5 or $7.5. Like how cool is that, you go to a hairdressers here in Sweden and its in out and dont come back till your married…. and that will cost you £50 or $75. Unfortunately i didnt get a picture of this so you will just have to take my word for it.

Taxi to the airport,, woo hoo,, you know the nodding dog your father always had in the back window of the car…..

Anyway this one was a horse and it was on the dash board and it was massive.

Sugarfoot

Hard to see the horse nodding on a picture but beleive me, every time the driver hit a pothole the horse looked like he was at the headbangers ball.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Me sitting in the cab looking pretty cool sporting a new haircut.

£5 for a haircut and the silly grin comes for free.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So the next step was a 8 hour flight to Doha, Doha for those still not in the know is usually 40c in the shade and is situated in the United Arab Emirates. The plane landed at midnight local time and it was so hot you couldnt breath. We were all shuffled into the terminal out of the heat, the air conditioning was on. For the first 5 seconds i thought thank God for air conditioning, for the rest of the night i was like ffs its bloody freezing in here and i have to stay here for 15 hours? So the next day i got myself a visa and took my sorry shape into the town centre of Doha to a really nice shopping mall…….

The route was nice and the beach front looked fantastic, construction everywhere and the place looks really fresh.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Me looking a little tired and very cold.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Me looking a bit tired and a bit cold.

 

I like Qatar Airlines.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And that my friends puts a full stop on this one but before i post this.

One thing i can say is, i really was looking forward to this trip and you know when you really look forward to something so much and when it doesnt meet your expectations you just get so disappointed, well i can honestly say that Vietnam reached & surpassed every expectation i had. The people, the friendliness, the hospitality, the beauty of the countryside, the untouched nature  still waiting to be explored or as the holiday operators want, exploited. If you want an adventure, go there now before its too late. I already saw in some places big hotel chains building resorts. Thats a sign of whats to come, good for the locals in one sense as it creates jobs but in the long run they will never be able to go back to this nice and somewhat naive way of life they have now which is not cluttered by material matters like who has the nicest scooter. They have what they have now and they make do with it and pretty much most of them are happy with their lot in life. Could it be better for them? Sure but it wont come over night and once the bucks start flowing in will they trully be more happy? I hope so for their sake.

I met a lot of nice people and made a lot of friends on this trip. I learned a bit about myself and a little about a part of the world i had only read about or saw on tv or in films. Does this trip make me an expert on Vietnam? Definately not.

I didnt do Vietnam, I visited such a small part of the country and something tells me that this country has even more to offer than what i have blogged about.

To put it into laymans terms, I bought a scratch card and have only just scratched one of the nine fields and that my dear possums is why i will be going back, i need to see whats under the rest of the scratch card.

Till then, toodle pip and take care.

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