Flew to Ho Chi Minh this morning. No more airfare deals, $250. boo =(
oj <-- that right there was typed by this adorable little Viet boy named Quy (pronounced Kee).
He also came up to me and started dancing to Akon's Dangerous (don't judge me I don't know the song I just effing googled it). Notice youuuu, noticing meeee, he sang, while dancing gangsta-style. I could've died laughing.
Pity bout the lack of flash, that boyZ moves were so quick I couldn't catch him in time.
While I miss home, I'm excited to be back on the road. It was a long time that I was home. Now that I'm here feels like it wasn't that long. Can't wait to head to Phnom Penh tomorrow and then to Siam Reap on Thursday to explore the wonders of Angkor Wat with Mervyn - bicycles and beer, yay!