The natural beauty of Halong Bay and Sapa in the north, the warmth of (most) of the locals and the ever constant hilarity of fellow travelers.
(View from massive cave)
(View from top of hill climb)
(It's blurry because I'm kayaking so fast, not because the elder Israeli woman taking the photo is new to digital cameras)
(Sunset in the Bay)
(Sapa's rice terraces)
There were the gender-coordinated ponchoed family at the My Son ruins outside Hoi An.
(Blue is for boys and pink for girls)
The Norwegian couple who insisted on picking up my Tiger tab. And the trio of insanely gorgeous fellas at Chrissy whose passports spanned Japan, Israel and the U.K.
My favourite touching moment tragically wasn't with one of them - menstruation's a bitch - but when a nationality-undefined Asian who upon spotting my Mekong moz swollen foot dashed off and returned with a green mystery medicine to soothe the itch.
Tomorrow I'm flying out of Saigon to Phuket, Thailand to meet a teacher friend from Chetwynd. Wow, am I ready for a familiar face!
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