We arrived last night in hcm. The budget flight was uneventful. We spent it watching anthony bourdain be swept across north vietnam by an official communist. when we arrived the airport was well maintained, but rather desolate. No official cabs but official scary looking guards walking around.
Since Getting picked up we've been constantly scared, exhilarated and exhausted. The streets are filled with motorcycles - driven by Vietnamese of all ages from 10 to 100. What's more there are noo stop signs or traffic lights. Motrorcyles just pull into the center of the intersection to go left. And most streets don't have aidewalks (only the few grand boulevards the French built.). To cross the rule is to do it slowly so that the motorcyxlez have time to adjust around you and dpdge you (they will not stop)
Our hotel, which was 1 on tripadvisor, we soon discovered is in the center of the backpacker district.
More on this later.
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