So the day started off early (again with the jet lag), and we went back to our favorite little Non stand for breakfast. The city slowly awoke with it's hustling scooters flying through the narrow streets honking gingerly at terrified pedestrians. Breakfast was yet another orgy of flavor mixed with a genuine Vietnam experience as the locals stared in awe at the two Americans sitting with them at their local eatery speaking a confused mix of Spanish, English and Vietnamese.
We opted for a tour of the underground tunnels (VC created an impressive underground tunnel system that stretched for 200Km). The bus ride was long and the tour guide barely spoke English and bashed the US for a bit. But he had his funny moments, one in particular being when he explained to us why all Asians have narrow eyes "We eat the wice and when we need make shit.. We push weel hawd and squint like this (hard pooping face). All the time we make this face."
The Cu Chi tunnel excursion was great. Talk about your one sided American bashing war presentation. Seeing the VC booby traps, while listening to live gun fire and explosions in the jungle was intense. But the end part of the tour was the best we got to fire live rounds from an American M16 and M6, as well as an AK47. The sound that erupted from those guns was both an ear splitting and eye opening experience. We only fired 10 shots and that was enough for a lifetime. Next we entered the VC tunnels (less than a meter tall and a half a meter wide) which again reinforced our joint relief that we didn't have to fight against an army so determined to win that they would live in these caverns of shittiness.
After a hard day of tunnel exploring Mathew and I went in for a $20 four hour massage (sorry no happy endings here). It was fantastic and now we are about to head out and experience the night life.. To tell the truth... I can't wait to get out of this expensive city. Well, expensive to a PCV...
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