Ho Chi Minh City, Part 2

There is a woman who is holding a baby spread-eagled on her lap bottomless, compelling him to pee aboput one meter from my right.

The day before yesterday Alex arrived safe and sound.

Said baby just took a dump. I guess diapers are expensive.

We went clubbing that night. I don't understand what the deal is with lounges that play music so loud you cant speak to each other. But yes, it was a lounge because no one was dancing. But it wasn't a lounge because people were not speaking with each other.

Let's just call it shit for now.

So Alex, Eri and I decided to do something about it. We danced. And we encouraged others to do so. We even dragged the unwitting. The experience became better. In fact, it was quite the experience, to completely upstage a club. But we shall never return.

The next day we met this guy who gave flirty advice to Alex as he tried on shirts. We ended up spending the day with him as he took us out to all kinds of interesting places, but simply spending time with him is what I will remember the most. We met up with him later that night at a club and things became a little more than friendly but still nice. I look forward to seeing him today.

Finding the bar was a different story. We had bikers following us trying to charge us obscene amounts of money for a distance that ended up being 500 meters. But the troupe is down - Brent and Stef are with us now -, so more on that later.