Alright. I know it have been a while. I've been busy. Worked all weekend and then went to Bangkok. But I have to tell you this, it's good.

We figured that we have to see the sand dunes when we was in Mui Ne. Actually it is the only thing to see there.
Up in the morning (04:00 or so) and took a jeep to the dunes. A bumpy ride later we arrived at the first dunes, still dark outside. Now we gonna see the sunset!

Climbed the highest dune and almost died of exhaust. My drinking game dosn't improve my stamina. Gotta get a new workout plan...

Well up the dune we found that we were not alone. A whole bunch of kamikaze paparazzis were already there with their GIANT cameras and objectives. Bummer!



Fortunately I had rented a stjärtlapp so I could try some sand surfing.



Unfortunately plastic on sand do not slide that good....



...but it looks cool!



And here is the sunrise. As if someone cared.



Bye!

Hey, hey! We left Vietnam and apparently we're in Bangkok now. We arrived dead tired and quickly checked in to this hotel: http://www.sleepwithinn.com/

Hey! We left the crooked town Nha Trang and now we are chilling in Mui Ne. Much nicer city, less hookers, criminals and stuff. We gonna be here for 3 days or so...

 

We did not find a cheap and clean accomodation. Just cheap and dirty ones or clean but very expensive hotel rooms. What to do, what to do?

 

Let’s check out the luxury hotel and see what deal they can offer us!

 

Apparently, luxury is cheaper then pittoresk(?), small pricy hotel rooms. We got a large room with BIG beds for 100 kr each per night.

 

The Bed

 

Of course 100 kr a night are waaaaay over our budget so after dinner we had to get money. Of course there are several ways to get money in Vietnam. Here’s a list of exemples:

 

1. You can start your own business. Like an Internet Caf’e, Bar etc. Only one problem, you gotta marry a Vietnamese girl first. You own jackshit here, everything have to be in your wifes name.
2. Sell sunglasses to tourists. Any problems? 25 % of the Vietnamese population does the same.
3. Take a job at a hotel or restaurants. Only one problem as well, your salary is roughly one Snickers per hour.

 

Any other alternatives?

Of course! Sweden loves monopoly like a fat kid loves cake. Just download the client from our well known, national gambling association and start the grind!

 

One and a half hour fishing in the Svenska Spel lake and  I made 235 kr. Enough to carry the cost for our Rock'n'Roll lifestyle.

Problem solved, the Swedish way.

 

Vietnamese luxury - Seashells around the mirror and frosted glass. Classy!

 

The Lobby

 

The Hotel badge

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.

This morning we woke up by Enter Sandman. Suddenly the whole phucking house started to tumble by the drum solo. When the refrain got on I almost got up to stand in doorway, litterally, the house was shaking that bad.

Still don't know where the music come from. It stopped after the first chorus.

Exit, light
Enter, Night
Take my hand
we're off to never-never land

When people from Lapland’s Vasby telling you it have been a while since you blog, you respond to that. And blog.

 

So what’s up?
I’m on vacation but lately it has been plenty of bizznizz going on. BIG bizznizz!
Don’t want to be a jerk but right now I cannot talk that much about it. But I can give you guys a clue. It involves a hell lot of exercising, hot chicks and hopefully travels to. Give me a week or two and I could probably tell you.

What more?
Have spent some time with three girls from Dublin. I tell you this, Irish people are mental. That’s why we gonna celebrate St Patrick’s Day at Wednesday. Gonna try to find some green clothes and a pair of braces.

 

Bye!

Just wanna upload some pictures.



Tom & Chally - Hetaste butiken




Great feeling - Withdraw four millions from your savings. Pile of money. Lets go shopping!




Lokala Casinot




Met some professional dancers when we where out. They performed on a Cruise Ship. Cool people, even better dancers. 

Hey!
Today we visited the famous tunnels in Saigon. Pretty cool!

 

The Vietnamese are tiny bastards. Aint easy to crawl the tunnels if you’re 187 cm. But it’s fun doh. And warm as hell.

 

The entrance

 

Crouching Tiger

 

Hidden Dragon

 

Hidden trap.

 

Ouch. I told you. Sneaky bastards.

 

The uniform

 

 

 

Guleböj, pineapple and kiwis. There are a lot of fruits going on…

We met a nice mug victim from Norway (great to find people with similar interests).
Apparently South America is the place if you like guns up your face.

 

We also hooked up with two Kiwis at the Saigon Airport
(we have gone pros Airport stalking people).

Also I found out during dinner that my name means “Pineapple” in Vietnamese. A group of girls asked my name and replied “Aah. Pineapple!” in chorus when they found out that my name was Tom.

 

 

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At night I encountered another Kiwi. A male one. They are not at all as humble and cute as the female ones. And quite territorial as well. Strange creature…

The guy just started shouting at me when I talked to this girl. This is a short version of our flip out conversation.

 

Kiwi stampede out from club:
“Why are you raising your voice to hear?!”

Tom:
”Eeh, what? You know, we are standing hear talking?”

Kiwi:
”I don’t know how you do in your country but here you don’t treat women like this!”

Tom being smart:
”Oh, I see. You don’t talk to girls here?”

Kiwi mumbles something inaudible and turns to girl instead:
”I just want you to know. We back you up to 110%. You do what you want. All in the restaurant will back you up. Back you up you know.”

Girl concerned of having a 42 old, 105 kilos solid guy over her:
”eh…… alright?”

It went on for this another five minutes.  With some pokes here and there. And speeches of course. Lots of speeches about how I behave, that I was not in Sweden/Switzerland and about the morale of a Kiwi.

The weirdest thing is that during the yelling and jostling he would stop several times and pour beer into my glass. He even took his friends beer and gave it to me.

After a while he got tired of yelling at me and started to talk to my German friend Uli instead. Dropped his pants to the floor and showed his tattoos. Me and the girl were free to go.

Unfortunately I don’t have a picture of him. I don’t know and certainly don’t want to find out how Kiwis reacts to photos.

 

Bottom line.
I guess these things happen when you try to dry out a Silja Line ferry by your own. Or it’s just the way male Kiwis behave. I guess we have to go to New Zealand to find out for sure…

 

I don't know why, but the whole scenario reminds me of this song. Can't get it out of my head.

Due to crappy Internet connections loads of stuff is left behind. Simply cause I do not have the patience to wait 20 min for one (yep 1!!!) picture to upload.

We do not wanna have it like Lord of the Rings (History became legend, legend became myth - and some things that should not have been forgotten … were lost).

But now we are in Saigon. And it's great. And even better, the Internet is OK. So, here comes a large sum of info, mixed with parallel stories and pictures. Try to keep up.

I lead out with the D'Talipapa night market of Boracay. The prawns in there are the largest ones I ever seen. Almost a kilo a piece.. But unfortunately we could not enjoy these culinary delicacy, our backpacker budget is too small. But hey! It was fun just watching them.

 

The best gas station in the world. Even Roffe would be jealous…

After a couple of days in Boracay we found d’mall palengke – a street with great restaurants and cheap liqour stores. We like!
In fact, this street was so good so I took it and named it after me. No more palengke street, its Tom’s Street.

 

After briefing the others (Andreas, Chris, Lisa & Ashlen) about the situation we all agreed. It’s Tom’s Street for now on. Attested in sand as alaways (according to the Laws and Regulations of the Boracay Convention. Founded By Chris, Andreas and Tom. See appendix 7.1 at the beach).

As the Manager of the street I will give you an exclusive guide of the restaurants you can find on Tom’s Street:

 

Tom’s Romantic Dinner Restaurant
Only 5 tables and great food - Tom’s Romantic Dinner Restaurant is the perfect hideaway for newlyweds and loving couples. Reasonable prices and delicious food. A big plus for the wobbly tables and picturesque  candles.

 

Tom’s One Hour Waiting but Great Food Diner
The concept is simple and genuine  – Order a meal and wait an hour. Regardless what you order. Ice Tea just takes 40 min.
Well worth the waiting for the food. Best food you can find on Tom’s Street.
Don’t miss the grumpy waitress who cannot count at all.

 

Tom’s Kinda Techno Place
Is it a bar? Is it a restaurant? Is it a night club?
No, it’s Tom’s Kinda Techno Place!
The hippest place on Tom’s Street. The barbecue is fantastic, the music the loudest you ever experienced! If you just looking for a great meal or tinnitus – Tom’s Kinda Techno Place is the place for you.
Remember ear plugs!

(The new sign is being printed right now. Will be up to the 2011 Reunion Tour)

K 200
Or “The K” as the locals calls it.
My Swedish Dentist gave me an antibacterial gel to put on my newly fixed tooth.
The result? Killed all the “Good germs” in my mouth so I didn’t have any natural protection against the new bacterial fauna of the third world.
Which means? A yeast infection on my tongue and a 4 hour hunt for antifungul medicine.
But don't you worry my friends, that's all history now. When “The K” kicks in you will be good in 48 hours.

 

 

Ashlen, I can’t thank you enough. Your nurse skills are awesome!

Alright, I guess I have to make some more recaps later. Still plenty of things missing. Or I will write a book instead. That’s the amount of untold stuff!

Let’s finish of with a nice picture. I cannot find PhotoShop anywhere, so I fixed the picture in ACDSee. Really proud of the fake moon…

 

From left to right:
Chris, Tom, Random Dude, CK (suspect No.1 of drugging Chris), Stolle (yep, it’s a tiara in his hand) & Cecile (suspect No.2 of drugging Chris)

Sick! It's literally bicycles and motorbikes everywhere. If you gonna cross the streets they drive around you. Kinda lika a fish shoal avoiding a larger fish.

I cannot say if I'm a small fish in a big pond or just a blond giant in Saigon.

Alright!
We are in Vietnam. So of course I need a new number. Find it below.

I'm not sure how you should type it in so I give you guys 3 alternatives. Great huh?

Try this:
84 935496918

If it doesn't work, try this:
+84 935496918

Still not working?! Try this:
0084 935496918

Hugs Tom

Ok. We knew that Petronas Twin Towers where a tourist trap but what the hell. "A landmark" as the Dutches said so we went there.

Nothing special but still "a landmark".






The fun part began when the mandatory objectification took place.

"Hi! You so cute. Picture!"

Andreas managed to get a picture as well.
Don't want to brag, but I can get used to this. It's both fun and flatering.