Ho
Chi Minh City Airport was a world apart from anywhere I had landed
before, it was used by the South Vietnamese and US forces in the
Vietnam War. Taxiing to the stand it felt like we were landing in a
working military airbase. Walking through arrivals however you could
have been in any other airport anywhere in the world. The flight in
had been smooth and comfortable but the best part had been the cabin
crew. They were all absolutely gorgeous and the most helpful, smiley
staff I had ever had. The taxi to the hotel in the 'Saigon' district
of the city was also pleasant, luck appeared to be on my side with no
mishaps so far. I felt great, partly because I had left Bangkok which
had been nothing but a pain from landing to taking off but mainly
because I had overcome the jet lag and my body was starting to
acclimatise to the continuous scorching heat. I was once again ready
for the trip, whatever it had to throw at me. I decided to go for a
walk as the hotel was pretty quiet. Benh Than Market was a bustling
and vibrant place with seemingly almost everything and anything on
offer all under one roof from bright, silk scarves to live crabs and
frogs. I was mobbed as soon as my foot fell inside the doors. There
seemed to be at least two or three people hanging off each arm
pulling me towards there stalls and more sellers with merchandise in
my face. Feeling a bit stranded I became very rude and aggressive but
soon cut myself off remembering that I didn't want another incident
similar to Hualampong Station. This was definitely something I was going to have to address sooner rather than later.
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