We have reached our final country.
Crossed the border from Cambodia to Saigon, or should I call it with its official name now Ho Chi Minh City... where motorbikes do not stop and beep instead of using the brakes, where people squat on the side of the road to have a bowl of noodle soup (pho') and where the beers is 26p.
South Vietnam is filled with history so we did out bit going to see the Cu Chi tunnels and the War Remenants museum.
The tunnels were built by the Viet Cong in order to escape the American bombinng during the war. We were lucky enough to have an ex soldier as a guide, he was funny but also very moving when talking about the struggle. People that lived in the tunnel could not move away more than 5 metres from the airholes and, if living in the tunnels for long periods of time, suffered blindness.
The museum was also very interesting: heartbreaking stories of the bombing and the suffering that still haunts the people of South Vietnam, like dioxin pollution.
Amazing photos shot by US photographers, including the most famous one with a little girl being burnt by friendly fire and napalm.
What impressed me was the museum is still filled with hope that those sufferings will not be repeated - its very own symbol is a dove.
Crossed the border from Cambodia to Saigon, or should I call it with its official name now Ho Chi Minh City... where motorbikes do not stop and beep instead of using the brakes, where people squat on the side of the road to have a bowl of noodle soup (pho') and where the beers is 26p.
South Vietnam is filled with history so we did out bit going to see the Cu Chi tunnels and the War Remenants museum.
The tunnels were built by the Viet Cong in order to escape the American bombinng during the war. We were lucky enough to have an ex soldier as a guide, he was funny but also very moving when talking about the struggle. People that lived in the tunnel could not move away more than 5 metres from the airholes and, if living in the tunnels for long periods of time, suffered blindness.
The museum was also very interesting: heartbreaking stories of the bombing and the suffering that still haunts the people of South Vietnam, like dioxin pollution.
Amazing photos shot by US photographers, including the most famous one with a little girl being burnt by friendly fire and napalm.
What impressed me was the museum is still filled with hope that those sufferings will not be repeated - its very own symbol is a dove.
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