the last 2 nights have been interesting. Night before last i was walking back to my hotel from the internet cafe. Only about 100 metres or so. It was dark, some Viet guy left the internet cafe at the same time as me, got on his motorbike, drove along the pavement next to me and said hello etc. Then he said "I want to see you c*ck. I thought i mis-heard at first, but he then pointed at my groin and said it again. Well, the closed gates of the hotel loomed, i didn't really understand the situation, but told him to go away, he didn't, so i got ready to get in a bit of a scrape, the night porter took ages to open up the gates, and the guy just rode off, a very curious incident. Last night i ended up in a private karaoke room with 7 or 8 Viets. I hate karaoke!!! 2 girls spoke good English, the rest only knew "Cheers Dave", and were saying it every few seconds, which meant a swig of beer had to be taken. Well, after about 200 Cheers Daves my legs felt a bit wobbly. But, as always seems to be the case with Viet parties, the karoake night came to an abrupt halt and we all went home. Today i've been fishing. Caught about 7 in this small lake, a lot more got away with my bait though.