A year on the road exposed us to many delicious dishes in Asia. My own delicious dish, Kristen, has somehow miraculously managed to stay slim and gorgeous while I have taken on a barrel like shape and are preparing myself for several bouts of serious dieting once we get back to Sydney, Here are some […]Read More Food Glorious Food
After falling in love with her vivacious and beautiful Northern sister, Hanoi, we were expecting a plainer, less exciting Saigón…but she fluttered her eyelashes, lifted her petticoats – just a tad – and revealed that she was an equal beauty.Read More Délices d’Architecture of Saigon
We beetled towards Hoang Sa in District 1 (to check in with the lovely Lunch Lady of Saigon), when we came across a splendid park. Saigon is strewn with lovely green spaces, beautifully treed, gorgeously shrubbed, elaborately flowered. They often have magnificent ceremonial arches, stirring heroic statues and heavy duty exercise gear for the locals […]Read More Capitalist Rats meet Saigon Micky
It was raining in Saigon as we lay in bed in our little kipsy above the knocking shop. The Miss Mekong Pub complete with sad-eyed elderly men and dressed-to-the-nines nubile hostesses. Whilst they cheered and beered the World Cup goals we sniffled and sighed, sad to be leaving Vietnam. Here are some tokens and signs […]Read More Sigh…gone !
In a very old alley in an ancient city, arching around other tiny ancient arterial ways, framed by wires and fuse boxes, dripping palms and bougainvillea stands the coolest club this side of the Mekong, the Hanoi Social Club. Damn it…let’s not quibble…it’s the coolest club the other side of the Mekong too. The young […]Read More The Hanoi Social Club: Jeff Buckley…with Chile
We, your dislocated hippies (and slightly faded flower children) are in awe of Vietnam. It is after all one of the half a dozen things that defined our generation. In Sydney one of our favourite Vietnamese restaurants was Non La so it seemed the fates led us to its Saigon sister. We were only momentarily non-plussed […]Read More Nothing could be finer than to be in Indochina…