Waterbus

Of course, my best friend and I really love spur-of-the-moment decisions like we usually do. Tonight we had another one we thought would be fun--but a failure. As soon as I arrived in Saigon from Cambodia just this afternoon, he messaged me that we should try this water-bus ride which has been operating in the city for the past two weeks. There we went in hopes of something unusual--to get on a boat--the last trip at six in the evening. But we missed the ride. The boat had already left five minutes ago. Haiist! Well, there was another plan in stored for us. Thankful still to have spent the whole four hours with my best friend. Till next time, I mean... we'll do it again on the weekend. 

Meanwhile, we had to plan again what to do next since we had the time in our hands--no need to rush things out. Sitting on the dock of the huge river with a cup of cold tea in our hands and tiny slices of cakes to enjoy, the conversation was just perfect. Not much to catch up actually because I was here over a month ago. Christmas songs in the air helped grace the ambiance. Then we went to the First District for a bowl of noodles--not just noodles--it is the famous  that this alley can offer and so yummy to devour. After that, we drove around the city all the way to the Seventh District to get another cup of special tea. It was worth missing the water bus still--it was worth the night beating up the traffic. Oh, what a night!