Due to the unfortunate business of a broken camera, we had to head back to Saigon. Again. Not that it bothered us as we absolutely love Saigon but still it seemed that we couldn’t get any further north than Mui Ne.

Mui Ne is about a 3 day Vespa ride from Saigon and it is famous for its red sand dunes, great beaches and the perfect conditions for kite surfing. We ended up staying in Mui Ne for 4 nights and spent our days riding around on bicycles, venturing over to the fishing town of Mui Ne and grabbing some delicious cheap lunches.

We found a great little restaurant called Sindbad (233 Nguyen Dinh Chieu, Mui Ne 12345) which served massive chicken and beef kebabs for a little over a dollar. So, as you can imagine we ended up eating here every day. Our time passed by just basically gorging ourselves on Mui Ne’s fantastic, fresh seafood and cooling down our incredibly sunburned skin in the hotel’s pool. (Fantastic Hotel: Mui Ne Hills 2)

Strangely though, as we headed back into Saigon I had that feeling that I was coming home… if home consisted of crowded street food stalls, people jammed on every corner trying to rent you motorbikes, stands of counterfeited books, sunglasses and cigarettes, horns blaring, people rushing at you the moment you stand still. But yes, some sort of home.

We spent the next few days while the camera was in the repair shop, just doing what we would have been doing back home. Absolutely nothing. We had ticked off the majority of the tourist stops we already wanted to see, so we basically just ate, drank, went to the movies and spent time at some of our favourite places. This was how we said goodbye to Saigon.

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