I arrived in Saigon at about 5am. On land, train is the only way to travel, man. Busses are for suckers - or massochists - or both. After finding a hotel that was open, putting my bags down, and freshening up, I killed some time at an internet cafe and then found some much-needed breakfast - I had had Oreos for dinner on the train. The next order of business was to find a haircut. I was starting to feel a little shaggy in addition to always feeling dirty (curse of the backpacker) so i figured a haircut would make me feel a lot better. Sometime during breakfast the torrential rain started and the power on our street went out, which I only mention because it nearly got me in a lot of trouble.
The first salon I went in was the wrong kind of salon. Since the power was off I couldn't really see inside except to see some mirrors on the wall and a bored-looking girl sitting in a barber chair. When I walked in I noticed about 20 bored-looking girls putting on makeup and adjusting their too-mini skirts. Their bored-looking pimp thankfully told me they were closed since the power was out. I made sure the next place I entered was legit, and not only did I end up with a good haircut (short, flippy, and pointy), but I ended up with the best scalp, face, and shoulder massage EVER. There are now two known paths to my heart: my stomach (we all already knew that), and a head/face massage. *sigh*
Walked around Saigon for the afternoon with an added spring in my step, and then met up with some friends from Hoi An (they arrived in Saigon by bus - suckers!) for a lot of food and drinks before calling it a too-early night. Bon voyage, guys!
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