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December in Japan means incessant lights, snow, and best of all, time to travel! Jeff and I decided to continue our world tour and head to southern Vietnam and Cambodia for our winter vacation. Unlike last year’s trip to Thailand, NOTHING was planned. Beyond our flight and place to stay in Ho Chi Minh City (HCMC and Saigon), we were going to take it as it comes. We ended up with a full non-stop itinerary and I wouldn’t change a moment of our trip. It was phenomenal! Read the next few blogs to see what adventures unfolded….

Moto, Moto, Everywhere

Casey Lary
2007-03-10 17:22:15

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was New Years-confetti, parties, and music. The moto population doubled and was complete gridlock. It was one of those moments where it was the right place at the right time, feeling like you were in the moment of it all. I love that feeling. Next up was a 'club' called Aqua that had everything from disco bowling, KFC, arcades, yet no dancing. Back at the Bia Hoi we had quite the international crew: one Norwegian, one Scottish, one English, one swiss, five Americans (4 from Cali what what), and some crazy Vietnamese guys. Another late night, yet no spottings of Santa's sleigh in the sky- assuming 'when in Rome' and he took a moto incognito instead.

Christmas Eve Day was also my first time to ride a moto...EVER. Talk about jumping in head first. The first time I rode one I was freaking out. I followed the driver's instructions and stood on the left then threw my right leg over. I sat very close to my driver and put my hands
around his waste holding on for dear life. We ventured out into the streets into the chaos. As scared as I was it was actually kind of fun! We ended up riding on numerous motos, yet every time I felt a rush the moment I sat down on the back of one. I only wrapped my hands around the waste of my first driver. With the rest I held onto their shoulders, white knuckled with sweaty palms when I got off. As a woman it is very common to ride side saddle, especially if wearing a skirt. When that was mentioned to me I replied 'You are kidding right?' Even in my cute mini skirt I refused to have my 2 legs dangling off to one side. Instead, I gave the people around me a nice little show. An incredible first experience that's for sure.

The next day Jeff and I headed out of town to check out the famous Viet Cong Cu Chi tunnels (yes I did just say cu chi and you can stop laughing now!)- one of the reasons why they won the war- to continue to hear about America's downfall during the Vietnam War (hey we messed up its true!). ...