First stop after Finland was Guanzhou, China. Stopped there for a better part of the day, and found out that there is not really much to do on Canton airport, except to be mildly interested about the whereabouts of the man who greeted us after passport check, and claimed to be there to help us transfer to our connecting flight. Then he took our passports and tickets and vanished.
Several hours after that, we were able to get someone get hold of him, and to our surprise, there had been serious stamping activity during those hours, and our documents were in order.
Next thing was a flight to Ho Chi Minh City, previously known as Saigon.
Now downtown Saigon is not THE place to relax, at least not in the hotel class we traveled in.
There are about 4 million motorbikes in Saigon. The traffic is right-hand side, unless there is room on the left-hand side. And on the right hand side there may also be some other motorbikers, not quite realizing your need to be somewhere very soon, so it is better to take the left hand side. Unless there is an opening on the right hand side. But if you see it, you're already late in trying to claim it. You must feel it. And take it by surprise. But whatever you do, remember to honk the horn. That way others know you exist. And the more you honk, the more you exist. And no-one wants to be a non-existant nobody.
In Vietnam, the people around you are very nice, and food is good.
But that is also the case when I'm alone.
That is why relaxing part of the trip is now trying to start on Con Dao Islands, 40 minutes by plane from Saigon.
Used for decades as an prisoner island for all the wars, now trying to establish itself as eco-touristic tropical paradise destination.
So far, looks promising.
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