So this is Hochi Minh City, from the suburbs near the airport to the city centre itself. The streets are abustle with motorbikes, they flow through the veins of Vietnam's largest city in some sort of organized chaos. Just crossing a street for the first time is a nerve wracking experience: walk slowly and watch as everyone slips around you or brakes at the last minute.

On the street, most people are very approachable and friendly, although this is not refelcted anywhere near as much in the city centre where hawkers try to flog off items that you don't need or want. I did spend some money with one lady who didn't try to hassle me after I snuck a few shots of her.

I've made friends with a few of the locals, meeting them at dinner or on the street. If one thing is a constant around the world, it is the love of beer, where in Ho Chi Minh it is no different to Cairns.

The streets are deceptive, where it looks like a street is just a series of tired old shops, you will find quite audacious wedding shops, pubs full of pool tables and the occaisional shopping centre which once inside, looks just like one from home.