Sky bars - Ho Chi Min City by night! Street bars and markets...

Once the rushhour had passed it was time to sample what Ho Chi Min's night life had to offer. 

There were no chairs at the street bars, for some reason the police will take them away; and you are certainly not allowed to stand up. It's an authority thing, too many drunk tall westerners standing up could over power the bar! However, the police encourage people to plant drugs on tourists who will then be grassed on, only for the police to then share the fine. The police have their priorities and punishments on an incomparable scale here. With a cop earning more than their usual $500 monthly salary in bribes alone!

Ever seen a kid put a snake up his nose? 

You have now. 

A few buckets later it was time to sample what the streets had to offer. The only rule: you have to buy whatever is on offer from every vendor or stool that passes....

First up, BBQ corner. 

In Harrods you can buy excreted coffee from a beetle which has a higher value than gold. Why not try the Wiesel version instead?

How about turning your scooter into a mobile kitchen? Dried squid, refried on salad can make a great snack that will linger in your mouth for days. 

The prawns are a bit small here...

If you have a smaller appetite go for the finger snails on seafood corner. 

After buying several bracelets, money clips and brewskis it was time to get scrubbed up....

It felt bad paying someone to clean your treads but being informed that this bloke was one of the districts worse pick-pockets eased the guilt. Districts by the way...the city is split up into ten or so areas, backpackers, the wealthy, the designer area etc. 

Andre, a French Jamaican put our atire to shame...

Now that's a shirt! With Andre's encouragement it was time to get "suited and flip-flopped" for a beer up the famous sky bar on the AB tower to admire the city skyline...

Bumped into this "famous" dj who was very hospitable...

The time was up with DJ Stanley, time to go even higher, to the Bitexo financial tower, the shard equivelant where the Dong a Dong Dong Dong is made!

unfortunately the photos don't do it justice, this was 70 floors up, a window seat will scatter the hell out of you!!

To ease the nerves it was time to get behind the bar and show them how to make a proper cocktail...

Before setting off from the heli-pad with DJ Stanley Knive

On the Delta tour we were informed that in the South people are more nice to you because they want your money. Being a bit sceptical about this generalised comment until things went down....

Nikon had a private party on the balcony at the first sky bar so we were informed we could come back for another beer later to enjoy the view properly. On arrival we were informed you could not enter after 12 unless you buy bottles of D.P champagne. This did not go down well with a big group of lads, with many of them being from the northern region. 

After trying to politely explain the situation with the manager and seeing swarms of wasted Asians leave who had obviously never had a WKD before we still had no luck. 'The Boys' were called. Ten or so Vietnamese mafia ish men in black suits tried to remove the group with force. Rude? With the suits removed their weedy guns were out! This is all on film by the way, Louis Theroux style. A couple of fake punches from the group and 'da boizz' stood back. Problem solved. It's quite evident that having a couple of foot advantage really helps out here!

On a casual stop for a late night sarny we were greeted with this sign...

They say chocolate is a way to a woman's heart!

Before crashing out it was time to take part in some late night recreation. After purchasing an item that resembled a shuttle cock the game commenced. Poor mans badminton, using a foot instead of a racket!

This could catch on at home! 

Talking of feet how about a blind foot massage??

Goodnight Ho Chi Min and goodbye Vietnam, next stop Bali....