Vietnam-bound

I am going to be in Vietnam tomorrow. Have never been there before. The husband has been saying that Vietnamese women are the prettiest he's ever seen - apart from me, I corrected him, to which he claimed I shouldn't state the obvious.

So, I'm going to check out if his taste is still spot-on, or if he's just being an old, tired and overworked man who hangs out with too many old, tired and overworked men to know the difference between beautiful and ho-hum.

I've been warned, though. Because I have an acute sense of smell, I've been told I would not like the scent of Ho Chi Minh. I'm bringing my favourite Vicks vaporub with me to help me mask any smell.

The company has been nice enough to ensure I get my vegetables and seafood so that I don't have to go vegetarian on this trip. Although, the organiser called me today to ask if I would eat bacon, and I had to tell her bacon is not seafood, it is from pork and I don't eat pork.

Sort of like the time when someone who does not eat seafood was presented with prawns. He asked the stewardess to remove the prawns away, to which the stewardess exclaimed that the prawns were not seafood because they came from the river, not the sea.

But I digress.