Well it seems I'm getting organised, or something close to it, at least (god I wish more of these f-ing DVDs I keep buying would work) as I have planned my escape route, as it were. I'm not going to Hong Kong after all, but have booked not only my ticket from Hanoi in North Vietnam to Singapore, but also my hotels in both hanoi and subsequently in Singapore, too.
Next thing I'll be arranging my taxis in advance - this is all very strange and different to how I have travelled so far; I like to arrive in a new city around midday or early afternoon at the latest, then have a couple of hours of daylight to find a place to stay and get a feel for the place.
But I have been advised differently - and have got something of a Planned Schedule now, or something.

What it means of course is that I need to buy a new camera now, if I'm going to Singapore then it would be rather rude to deprive you, the good people of blogland, the sumptuous visual delights of that great city. So, it looks like I've got to get my arse in gear again tomorrow and go shopping...

As an addendum, it wouldn't hurt to show a little more of what life is like here - pretty damned good actually. I know it's just a beach resort but the beach is particularly lovely and early morning, as I have seen a couple of sunrises at the beach recently, is the perfect time to see the Vietnamese warming up for the day and they do indeed warm up, all down by the beach.

A thing I forgot to mention in the last blog was that those early morning swims as the sun came up were hardly solitary affairs; locals come to the seafront in their hundreds at sunrise, and all play sports (badminton usually), run, stretch, do yoga or otherwise exercise themselves first thing in the morning, and I just love that.
I hope I can find the gumption to come and join them tomorrow for a brief jog on the sand maybe before, as every day by about 11 am, it gets too hot to walk on