Thursday 21 September

Home to Saigon and onto Paris

The day has arrived and it’s off to the airport in an Uber with a clueless driver who managed to take the wrong tunnel exit and turn a 25 minute trip into 45.

A slight delay, which fortuitously reduced the layover time in Saigon -!so we thought- then it was plain sailing all the way to Saigon with an Aussie female pilot giving us a smooth ride.

As has been the experience in the past with Vietnam Air the food and service was fabulous. The 8.5 hour trip ticked away pretty quickly.

Spent next 6 hours wandering around airport and lolling in the Lounge . An old friend advised that a mate of his was on the same flight and likely in the lounge. After a few efforts to find him I sat down defeated or more appropriately fearful of being accused of stalking.

A 45 minute delay saw us head off at 11.45 and without any thought of eating it was into the sleepwear and head down for 7 of the next 12 hours.

After either cracking a few ribs or tearing rib cartleges on the Sunday before it was a painkiller assisted sleep.

The remainder of the trip was a couple of funny movies and reading trip notes for the walk- boy are we in for some glorious scenery, food and alcohol.