rambo re-incarnate

i'm finally cleaned up and showered, sweaty ass could possible be on the top ten lists of the worst feelings in the world, but you just can't help it when under the vietnam sun (i hope reader "homo" catches the pun).  First full day in Ho Chi Minh City was spent up and down the Me Kong river.  2 hour bus ride from saigon to the mekong where we hopped on the creaky, woodchipped raggedy boats at ben tre only to be once again tricked into visiting senseless tourist based villages...but how could you come all this way and NOT GO?  as the american, i felt part apocalpyse now and part rambo in me which kind of made me want to hop into the muddy water and re-enact the scene where rambo comes out of the water with two machine guns and mows down 100 people.  all stories of the country are truer than you can imagine.  we passed fishing villages and markets (the stench was ridiculous), every commercial fishing boat had 2 red eyes on the front and a vietnamese flag on the top, viets wearing the rice hats, love to squat and row the boats...switched big boat to little boat to manual boat going up creeks and canals into the depths of the jungle...amazing actually...got to be quasi britney...huge boa constrictor on shoulders..im losing my train of thought...

if you've been up to date with the posts....my fda-approved stomach almost seems as though it's trying to model itself after the dow....and entering into a country that turned ekhym into a vegetarian...being wary would be quite an understatement when i entered kommie zone...unfortunately...since i also just bought cook's tour...it was that book that first clawed away at the intestinal lining even before i did any physical damage to it myself....my first meal was PHO....to be honest...msg was wayy to much...and the soup wasn't hot enough....weird thing here is that they don't use cilantro all that much...i'm assuming cilantro is a substitue for this other green they have here but not in the states....meal 2 was where things got interesting....NAM BO....uhh....i ate the embryonic quail egg (no duck eggs around BIRD FLU has been ramapnt)  i would have tried that fried suckling pig but just was too full...wild BOAR....doens't taste all that great...kind of tough.....highlight of the night ...they killed a live iguana at the neighboring table...because its some sort of delicacy.....even though i'm trying to be adventourous with my palatte...it really takes some serious will power to continue eating after seeing such a horrid act...i took pictures...i doubt its a good idea to post those here...some of you might puke at ur cubicle...........bahn mi's tomorrow....hahaha...rose...i feel like im trying to "one up you" for the 'who loves tran the most' award....HAHAA...pho in every city ehh?...

alright...i can't effing sign into ameritrade...and its pissing the fucking shit out of me....ugh...heading out now...leaving out big chunks of the scene....will have to update more later...pictures will have to wait till next week...off to search for NOSTRILS....(i wonder if splinter reads this...)