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Jono has conquored Vietnam on a crappy little push bike!

Day 57 19/12/2009

Last night I didn’t sleep to well, I lingered around the hotel room after Joey left until checkout at 12. I had a few errands to run before leaving Vietnam so I set off to sort them out.

I bumped into Richard an English guy I had met in Hue and we went to the market to buy another toiletry bag because my old one was ruined. I picked one up for a little over 3 dollars and also bought a colon for about the same price. I spent a little too much without realizing as I needed to pay the departure tax of $12 at the airport when I left.

I hung around the main street I was staying in hoping id bump into someone I knew but had no luck.

I went out for dinner at an Indian restaurant that had a 5 piece meal for 25,000 VND. To be I asked the guy to fill me up as I was staving but unfortunately the meal size was pathetic, I even passed on the soft drink asking for more food instead but the owner didn’t sort me out, even the dessert was mismal only getting a banana..

I went back to the nice lady with the dumplings and picked up 4 of them, she even gave me one for free. If I ever come back to Saigon, ill defiantly be seeing her again.

I then headed over to the bus station at 6 to catch the 3,000 VND to the airport but unfortuatly the buses stopped running and I managed to get a motorbike ride to the airport for 50,000.

It was crazy bumping into so many people I had met on my journey at the airport pretty much all being on the same flight, and I was chuffed that none of us had to pay the airport tax too which was such a bonus.

I again managed to score some free food from some people I had met and as we headed to the waiting area some guy was having all of his liquids removed from him including some yoghurt that I quickly snatched up and devoured before boarding the plane.

When I arrived at Phuket airport I found some others that were also sleeping at the airport, two Swedish girls along with an Australian couple. So for the evening we shared stories and crashed out on the hard floors of the arrival lounge, also the baggage handlers completely ruined my backpack tearing the top half of my bag apart so I spent some time stitching my bag back together. Oh, and the Swedes had snuss too!