ON this morning to leave, I was picked up by the motorbike driver to take me to the boat for transport back to Vietnam. After seeing families of five on one bike, even a refrigerator and a chest of drawers, I knew that loading me plus my little bag would be no problem for the bike. Since some of the roads have just been paved, my driver was going pretty fast on the bike to the boat. We sped across the paved bit and not so paved bits to the boat. We arrived ahead of time for the trip on the Superdong...which was a speed boat. They put on some Jackie Chan movies...the men sitting next to me fell to sleep and started snoring...for the long journey to the mainland.
The bus driver found me immediately and put my on the bus to Saigon. I was the only foreigner on the bus. There was a group of about 8 20 year old guys...who were smoking inside the bus when we stopped at a ferry crossing. At one of the local markets, a bunch of villagers rushed on the bus selling steamed corn, drinks and other treats.
I arrived to Saigon and found myself a good moto driver to speed me across the busy city of over 4,000,000 motorbikes to my hotel.I walked down the street for dinner and bumped into a guy who as it turns out remembered me from the airport ...we chatted for a while and he told me he was living in Australia working as a emigration official...he actually escorts people who have been deported...(for my family, ....this guy looked exactly like Mike Brin...who is a judge and a family friend at home) It was odd...
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