Another Saturday gone. Saturdays are the best in Nha Trang. Everyone goes out and you can dance at the beach. Excellent!

So yesterday night kicked ass. Litterally. Poor Matt got date raped druged (probably roofies) and went away with a motorbike. Then he was gone.

The guards of our hotel found him later passed out on the street. They just carried him up to his  bed and went down to continue their sleep. Matt woke up by 4 PM all covered in blood from his head. It seems like he have been in a fight, his wrist hurts and the knuckles are swollen. He is bruised up and have a deep wound in his head. No money at all.
I bet he got mugged and tried to fight them off and then got knocked out by a beat stick. The motobike guys use to carry around with shit like that.



That's not all folks! Two of the girls I hang around with got pickpocketed. To top it off they stole her phone and then tried to sell it back to her. I bargained (of course) and cut of 65 % of the "ransom price" and yelled at them to get the phone.
Once they were back we just took the phone and asked them in a polite way to hmm...
FUCK OFF! And they actually did.

So the night was good. Great party.