One of the most prominent things here are the motorcycles. They are everywhere! This country doesnt seem to have a law compelling all motorcyclist to wear helmets. 90% of the motorcyclist here does not wear helmets, only caps or hats during day time. Further, the driving condition here is horrible. People here honk indiscriminately, even over small matters.
I’m staying in District 1 of Ho Chi Minh City, where all the tourist traps are. Many things here are in USD or prices equivalent to USD. As such, the prices here are almost the same with Malaysia.
However, the food is good. I tried their famous pho (rice noodles) with beef. The soup is clear but it has loads of vegetables in it. Further, the beef is medium rare. Damn good I tell you.
Another thing that I’ve just tried is their white coffee. It comes with 2 layers, 1st being a filter and 2nd the cup. The filter contains coffee powder soaked with hot water. To drink, leave the hot water to drip into the cup for few minutes.
Despite all the developments in this city, poverty exists. I had kids forcing me to buy things from them. No doesnt seem to be a clear answer to them. But I found out that the best way to make them go away is to walk into a shop.
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8 thoughts on “Greetings from Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam!”
got in touch with jeff? he should be back today to ho chi minh so give him a call 🙂
is the chiqs there hawt? HA HA HA HA
whats the rate$ for “chicks” there ??? Hahha.
Btw, can tapau some of the rice noodles and beef when you’re coming home ?
hot chicks? vietnameese girls are hawt. i know a few and they’re hot.
ehhhh kelvin keishi oso in saigon leh….(from his blog)
did u guys meet up?
wah lao u guys ask such questions…
so.. how much is 1 motorbike? *grin*
There were a few old ladies selling lottery tickets, or evil parents using their child to beg for money. But most of the people I found were hard working and very friendly. I was in District 11. Not so tourist-like, but I got a real feel for the lifestyle. I even worked a couple of the days I was there.
And yes, the women were smokin’ hot in their traditional dresses. When I got back to the states, I was alarmed that all the American women got fat and ugly while I was away.