The day started early, after we were faced with staying another night at the Somerset. The call was made as we still needed time to get organised. We have had an incredibly lucky run with the bikes.

Mitch picked up a chop shop deluxe bonus called Frankie. When he rides it everyone looks. It’s a tough looking beast that purrs along like a kitten.

Blake picked up an easy rider bonus and is fast becoming the official Kimbi troop carrier.

We finally got our shit together yesterday afternoon about 4:00pm.

We set out from our hotel towards the outskirts of Saigon.

Quick history lesson, about 30 years ago they changed the name of the city from Saigon to Ho Chi Minh City. They amalgamated about 24 districts and provinces into one giant district which covers an impressive amount of land area. So much so that after 3 hours of riding we still haven’t left the speaking metropolis.

How we made it I’ll never know. I’ve never seen such chaos. It was amazing. We were zipping in and out between trucks, buses and cars with a million other bikes rotating around us at all times.

The idea behind driving in Vietnam appears to be that it’s a back – forward method. That is, those at the back must watch those in front and react. Those in front do as they like.

I think we adopted this policy pretty successfully.

I have a video that I will try to upload.

Today the troops are breakfasting in preparation for our next leg. I am in the room on the toilet writing this blog – stomach still giving me the shits (literally).

We are going to reach the outskirts of Ho Chi Minh City and the open country roads and head into the lower central mountains. We have about 200km’s to ride today to reach our accommodation in a place called Di Linh. We have heard rumours of a mystical resort down a dead end road that is apparently a must see and stay of Vietnam called: Juliets Guesthouse.