Honk if you love me!

And then just honk if you are in any type of vehicle in vietnam because I think for most drivers that is more important than watching the road. Oh good lord, again I was on an overnight bus from Hoi An to Nha Trang. (I had the choice of that or a hard sleeper in a train, which basically means a bed without a mattress) and so went with the bus FOR THE VERY LAST TIME....which while it was on time, no overcrowding, no mad rush for a bed, and no surly bus keepers, the driver honked the entire way from 7 pm at night until 5 in the morning when we arrived. Coupled with the fact that I know it's freaking hot in this country and a bit of a/c is nice inside, but frigid arctic temps on an overnight bus means that I leave the bus like a tramp, wearing all my clothes, shivering, and saying" Eh, what'd you say, " to the taxi drivers because i still can only hear honking.
And now I'm in Nha Trang, the party capital of Vietnam. Not exactly my scene, but I'm sure this means that I will be able to find a party crowd watching the men's Wimbledon final with Nadal (suck it mick!).
Oh, and now for your entertainment, which of the following did I not do yesterday:
1)Have 25 cent light beer
2)Have a heart attack when my hotel said they lost my luggage
3)Drive a motorbike with 2 passengers
4)Get woken up at 6 in the morning by a woman offering to accompany me all day long
5)Get a new tattoo
xoxoxoxoxoxo