Continental Courtyard

I haven't blogged much on this trip, mostly because we've been places that don't have internet. Tonight is my window of opportunity since we'll be heading off again tomorrow morning to spend Christmas in the jungle – literally, from all we can tell.

So... to backtrack a little bit, we started off in Saigon, which was noisy and chaotic as always, although I find the Continental Hotel charming with its colonial era architecture and because it was the place where all the journalists hung out during the war. The central courtyard houses some very old trees, which themselves house a variety of tropical orchids. It's a great place to get away from the hecticness that is Saigon and cool off in the afternoon with a nice gin and tonic. We toasted our arrival in Southeast Asia there on our first day before heading upstairs for a massage. Patrick, of course, was accosted by his masseuse in pretty much the same way Robert was when he was here in 2006. My massage was fine.