Happy Birthday Ho Chi Minh!

After a lovely time in the quaint town of HoiAn, staying at the Phouc An Hotel, we headed down to Ho Chi Minh City. The morning before we left we took a nice tour of a village outside the city with a gentleman named Mr. Trung. He showed us around his fishing and pottery making village - we even got to try our hand at both skills! The biggest fish I caught was about 4 inches long and they threw my lopsided bowl back into the clay pile, but still an interesting foray. Mrs. Trung cooked us a delicious lunch in their home. We flew down to Ho Chi Minh City (or Saigon, which it is still commonly referred to as well) on an absolutely mammoth plane, must have fit at least 300ppl, and it was packed for the quick hour long jaunt! Turns out that it was also Ho Chi Minh's birthday that day (May 19) - kinda random but jolly coincidence. We were only there overnight at the Saigon Mini Hostel 2, but managed to have some of the best food of our Vietnam adventures - all on the street. Had amazing pho for a dollar - packed with noodles, herbs, shrimp, beef, pork, liver and some really damn spicy peppers to garnish. Drank some cheap beers at some very entertaining bars - lots of middle aged men partying and getting lots of attention from young locals of both sexes. On the way home got a succulent banh my with a variety of meats for 60 cents. Had some really lame corn stir-fried with chilis and tiny shrimp. Had an early flight the next morning to journey to Bali! Connected in Kuala Lumpur which was not a particularly friendly airport - lots of hassles during our 5 hr layover and the beers were redonk expensive (especially when we had gotten used to paying 75 cents). All well worth it of course once we stepped off the plane onto the lush island of Bali!!!