The road to HCMC

So we decided to take the bus from PP straight to Ho Chi Minh City which was not meant to take too long and was a fairly standard route. We got our tickets alright and then set off in this fairly comfortable coach.

All went well until we got to the border. Vietnam is famous for its bureaucracy. I didn't think that fame was quite so justified. Upon getting to the border, we all had to haul ourselves out of the bus, then queue, then go back to the bus to get ALL our luggage, queue with that luggage and then hand in our passports and then wait. And we waited. And waited. And waited. And waited. For about two hours. I slept on my rucksack. I reckon they were looking for some 'help' in processing our papers.

Anyway, we made it across the border ok and then completed our journey to HCMC. It's a big big mental place with the world's worst traffic!