Can Tho & Digs
Beez Neez now Chy Whella
Big Bear and Pepe Millard
Wed 27 Dec 2017 23:57
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Can Tho Bimble and Digs
 We leave our tour
boat at the end of a busy day exploring the Mekong Delta. We bimble
toward our digs. Can Tho is the fourth biggest city of Vietnam, the biggest in
the area and has a population of one and a quarter million.
 A very neat public
garden, we see many town areas like this, well kept and
trimmed.
 The laundry.
 The fishmonger.
 On opposite corner of the High Street
we see bowls of chaps with their own baby air
pump.
 The
butcher.
 The bike
park, all neat and numbered in the attendants booklet.
  The fruit and veg
lady sorting her lettuces. A little girl in the
material shop waiting for supper.
 Afternoon
Zzzz’s at the engineering shop.
 A deal going down
outside Halfords.
  We walk into our digs and after
checking in we agree seven o’clock is a good time for supper. Our guide finished
his call and told us supper was not included in our tour. We cancel our table
and head to our room with pot noodle in mind. Bear’s mobile goes a while after
the boys were settled, yes, supper is included and we
should “relax, take a shower and a nap before seven”. Well, quick as we can move
when necessary, to manage all that in eight minutes would be pushing it. Pot
noodles are shelved and we head downstairs.
 No choice of supper, there it was. I had pre-ordered something with no
herbs or garlic and not only am I fed up at seeing wobbly looking stuff, I can
see whole cloves of garlic and green herb decoration on the vegetables. Really
not fancying dry, boiled rice I ask for help. The nice lady from reception
assures me she told the kitchen when a strumpet appears and argues over my head
with nice lady. I watch the ants on the table. Strumpet, hands on hips clearly
doesn’t believe there is such an allergy. I try and be helpful and offer to have
French stick and jam. We had paid a bit more to go from two stars to three,
thinking we may stand a better chance of me being catered for. I am now fuming
and nothing less than a free HCM City tour each will placate me. (The following
afternoon at six, I am sitting in the tour office telling them I will not move
until I have a refund of the start difference or a tour each. We leave the
office with taxi money and a city tour for the day after next. I’m getting fed
up with people stealing my eyelashes and coming back for my
eyebrows........After Japan and Myanmar the Vietnamese are stacking up in good
company with the souk sellers of Marrakesh (but they
have met their match).........at the opposite end of the spectrum we
meet some who are incredibly sweet but can be over helpful.
  I watch Bear lift
a wiggly and pretend he is Ho Chi
Minh.
 My supper
arrives. I need a shandy.........
ALL IN ALL CAN THO IS A GREAT
MIX OF LOCAL LIFE AND TOURISM
GREAT TRIP SHAME ABOUT THE P-UP AND
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