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Rom, perhaps the barfines for the posties are lower because they have less to offer? Just a thought.

Maybe they are like ourselves, ageing, putting on weight, losing their hair, living in uncertain times. No longer with the bloom in their cheeks, just the cheeks in their bloomers. Still, They need loving, just like us. Have to admit, the real deterrent for me is the price of the drinks, especially the beers, Why is that? Apart from that, I could walk out of the bar with good memories.

We all make mistakes.

She certainly looks very attractive from those photos. A more experienced photographer might like to comment here.

Judging by their hand actions, the way they point, I'd guess they are both our preferred gender.

Pertinent question: How do you stub out a ladyboy? Asking for a friend, of course.

Reminds me of the bridge club fiasco. Now that took some undoing, indeed. Hear no evil, see no evil and last of all, speak no evil. Onya Chewit!

Who dat, dere?

Decisions! Oh to hell with it! All and anyone of them!

Seems like your luck and perserverance is paying off at last. An My is certainly a looker, in my view. Her shoes suggest that she quite tall but without knowledge of your height its hard to judge. Good luck with the balance of your trip.

Why do the police take these shooters alive so often? I recall in one instance of a copkilling in the States the chief was asked why the killer was shot 67 times when apprehended. His reply was in words to the effect: "That's all the ammo that we had!"

Thanks for the update, PG. I compliment you on your perseverance. I would've bailed out of Viet Nam much earlier. Maybe its an subconscious attempt on their part to seek reparations for the more than a centurylong struggle to get their country's control into their own hands? You have an advantage over most of us, in that you are able to read and I assume able to speak the language. Keep plugging away. I'll look forward to further instalments.

I've had an attempted pocket frisking but twigged early to the Mamasan's chagrin. The old bag climbed on with a couple of younguns, female. Two sat across from me, grammy being one. The other girl toting a lengthy bag sat close to me and the bag draped across her lap onto mine. There was ample room on the seats so I was suspicious. I'd heard about these activities. The hand next to me slipped under the bag and became too familiar. I watched grammy studying me and her girl. I made an exaggerated movement lifting up the bag whilst looking at grammy , dropping it back on the girl's lap. Grammy promptly rang the bell and the team got off. Once before a young gay guy got on with his mates and really pressed up to me. The seating was fairly open too. I actually shoved him further away, he laughed and then rang the bell. Maybe he had robbery or buggery in mind. Who knows? It's been almost three years, long years, since I've been back. I'd almost willingly undergo the experience again if it meant I was there having some enjoyment.

Its a shame things havent worked out so well for you so far on this trip, PG. In years past I found it almost impossible to give the ferret a run in VN. Of course, I was old even then and the ladies were extremely picky. The only exercise the ferret got was with an extremely attractive taxi girl who had assisted me in getting a sozzled fellow traveller home to his digs beforehand. I suggested an interlude which she accepted to my great surprise. Went to a better type of hotel on Pham Ngu Laos? Road and spent the night with her. Regrettably, I was unable to exercise the ferret due to beer overdose. In the morning wasnt much better but at least I managed to pop eventually. A shame really, but it only cost 500,000.00 dong plus the hotel. At that time though, I hadnt been drawn to the allure of the dark side. I've not yet returned to that country and unless things turn out much better in the balance of your trip report I'm not wasting my time. Hope you have better luck from now on.

So, reports on his demise are greatly exaggerated then? Hope you are correct because his accent is easier for moi to understand. Maybe my difficulties have something to do with what the Brothers told me should be confined to the vestry in company.