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A Fistful of Dong
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Saigon Frogger

The Budhist Freddy Mercury

Cold Chisel lied. It was more than seven flying hours to Hong Kong and no Jaded Chinese princesses awaiting us in the transit lounge. My jaded Irish/Australian princess was content to lounge in a chair and bury herself in a book as we watched the milieu of humanity walk by and contemplated our successful penetration of the bamboo curtain.
Read More>>		 Cao Dai seems to be a very pragmatic religion. Not content to settle for one lot of iconography and set of prophets they take a mixed lollies approach to worship and embrace an all star cast. In the Cao Dai spiritual footy team God must squeeze Mohammad and Jesus into the same forward line, presumably relegating Gary Ablett to the bench.
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Wakey Wakey Hands Off Snakey

Sun, Surf and Good Shite

Any attempts to gain other information on subjects such as the best place to get breakfast proved much more difficult. We did however manage to extract something about a café a few doors down the road. We were not sure whether she was recommending the place or warning us about the canine stir fry. We decided to take a chance anyway.
Read More>		 The best sport was reclining with a cold Saigon ale on the lounges watching the wardrobe malfunctions of the bikini girls getting dumped by the regular mini tsunamis.
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Tinker, Tailor, & Another Tailor...

C'mere Khmer
Sung in the warbling Vietnamese style they opened with the crowd pleasing “My Cat is Not Well” and finished off with an accopello medley of police sirens from around the world
Read More>		 We poked in and around the ruins as our guide pointed out the stone penises and vaginas for the assembled crowd.
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Hue in a Manger

Dee Empty Zee
The forest and the high boundary walls shut modern Hue out and the stone elephants and dragons lining the courtyard would have made a good setting for a showdown with the big boss in Mortal Combat or and appropriate mystic lesson from some martial arts guru. “You still have much to learn grasshopper.”
Read More>		 Instead the scheduled stop was at a concrete bridge that Fidel Castro had apparently donated to the country. It was like bypassing Sovereign Hill and stopping at one of the freeway overpasses on the way back to Melbourne.
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Ho's Not Here Man

On the Junk in Halong
One new experience was the professional photographic models that roamed the streets pimping their trade – Think beggar chic. Think lamb pretending to be interesting mutton. Think faux tourist snapshot opportunity. Twenty something girls with Revlon complexions lugging a couple of fruit cocktails around like they were bags of cement.
Read More>		 The best way to visualise it is to think of the Twelve Apostles on steroids, covered in jungle and multiplied by several hundred scattered across an area the size of Port Phillip Bay. You half expect to stumble upon a Bond villain’s secret lair around every corner.
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