Hot day in Saigon? Everyone says so but compared to Oz it's not really. Thirty three degrees is a hottish day, you can still work and walk about, but here it's the humidity that gets to you. Sweat runs freely and you can add your own cliches, sauna? steamy? You get the picture.
Lazing today, at a cafe called Allez Boo fighting off street vendors. I counted 8 approached me in half an hour including 2 disabled soldiers. 
 One scene was diverting, a young Vietnamese woman arm in arm with a woman about 55 perhaps, who was dressed to kill, full makeup, beautiful figure hugging top and tight black trousers. They walk past and looked at me and the young one grabbed the older woman arm and waved it at me laughing, I waved back and they had such big smiles I laughed too, I followed them with my eyes and they kept looking back with the young one waving the older womans hand at me. When they were gone a motorcycle guy came over and said "Dead chicken".
Later I went to a different cafe and sat next to some Americans waffling on about teaching in Vietnam, one doing most of the talking and big noting himself. After 10 minutes of non stop talking he gets up suddenly and leaves. The waitress runs after him to get him to pay but he ignores her and disappears. The other American says he'll pay the bill. Nice trick.
The Wifi at this hotel sucks. It's an excellent strength connection but it's so slow that pages time out before you can get onto them. Which reminds me. Last time we were in Hoi An in 2011 there was big talk about covering the town with free Wifi which would mean you could get it anywhere not just in a cafe or the hotel which is the case anyway. They setup what they call Hoi An Megawifi network which indeed does cover the town but it's so weak that it's absolutely useless. So, great idea, but not carried through well enough.
My title today isn't that relevant, I just ate one and as usual it was packed with mysterious goodness. 
Ok went to Burger King but I couldnt face the burgers, had a dishwater coffee and then to 5 Oysters. They know me well now and sit me at my favourite table right on the street. The usual suspects come by except an old soldier, a new guy carrying a bag full of medications. I give him the vendors-go-to hell manouver which is make eye contact so they know you've seen them, shake head No, look away at anything else and shake head No again. He moves off and the greeting man at the cafe comes over and says, " He is a bad man, very tough very strong, we do not want him round here".
Later the cigarette lady comes and goes, and greeting man comes over again. "Cocaine is not real cocaine".
What about the opium I ask, "Yes it's real but bad".
Lady comes along with cerebral palsy daughter selling flowers. How hard hearted can you be in this city?
I ate steamed pork with hard boiled eggs and rice. Happy hour, two bababa's and I get one free. And the starving and needy walk past every minute. 
So hard to remember all the details of a day but yesterday when I was eating one of the vendors came past with a huge stack of books and video's tied up with ribbon. I asked her if she had the movie Dien Bien Phu and she sent her driver off to get it. Within minutes he came back, not with the movie but with a book on the subject by General Giap. I felt obliged to buy.
 
No uploader,no photo's....sad face.