Hello Vietnam!
So we’re in Ho Chi Minh City which is bustling with the chaos of a busy city!
We decided to hit up Ben Thanh markets which is like Paddy’s back in Sydney except bigger and significantly more interesting! It’s like a maze inside, with itty bitty rows jam packed with everything from alcohol to jade jewelry.
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A variety of knick knacks in eye-popping colours.
I was drawn to one stall that specialized in selling some form of alcohol with various creepy crawlies in them. The liquid is called Ginseng and comes with your choice of snake or scorpion inside. If you’re feeling adventurous, you can opt for the bottle with a snake killing a scorpion in its mouth (my personal fave).

Bottoms up!
I’ve seen enough movies to know that in Mexico you can get a tiny worm put at the bottom of your drink because it’s meant to be good for you but I was baffled at the idea of drinking dead snake juice. The only thing I can come up with is that you’d feel pretty powerful, like in ancient stories where the victor of a battle would drink wine out of his victim’s skull. Show ‘em who’s boss (even if you didn’t technically kill it)!
Another stall that I found intriguing was one that sold plates with a variety of images such as religious icons, and traditional costumed Vietnamese women. The interesting thing was that these plates were guarded by little toy Transformer soldiers! I could be hella wrong (in which case , I apologize to the Transformer freaks who are probably disgusted right now) but they looked like Transformer robots and they were very cute bodyguards.

On another note, I discovered something very important about myself today: I’m crap at bargaining. Amongst a sea of things I didn’t inherit from my Asian mother (such as silky straight hair, clear skin and the ability to do maths), being able to haggle is at the top of that list. I soon discover it’s a trait my father also possesses so clearly I’m the weak runt of the pack.
We came across a perfume stall where I spotted one of my favourite fragrances: Moon Sparkle by Escada (Dolce and Gabbana’s Light Blue is a close second!). One of my best friends Popi, got it for me years ago and I’d quickly become addicted. My bottle was almost empty but conveniently, it was in Ho Chi Minh City, tantalizingly staring me down for 20 bucks.
I happily agreed to pay that and was reaching for my wallet, planning on giving this sweet middle-aged lady double the price because it’s so darn cheap. However, my father shook his head before saying to me in French “You can get it for lower. Bargain.” I blinked at him. Bargain?! You wouldn’t ask someone at Myer to bargain on their perfume price. Dad waved me off and started haggling with the lady.
Several minutes later, I’m guiltily standing with a bottle of perfume that normally retails for near $100, only costing me $7. As I scuttle away in shame from the perfume lady, I see her pull out an iPad from her bag so my shame is quickly replaced with pride for my Dad’s exceptional haggling skills.
Besides, at the rate I’m going, I’ll end up paying a few hundred in excess baggage on my way home so my karma evens out!
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