I may not know that much about politics, but I know a good party when I see one!

...and in this instance it was a 6 day long party, which began with Nha Trang.

I met the girls at the airport fully equip with one awesome welcome sign and a pair of lips that were gonna kiss their faces off!

This is the sign that I'm very proud of!

So after meeting Kirsty and Michelle and taking them back to mine to refresh we went to the train station to catch the wonderful night train to Nha Trang.

These trains were very interesting. Two bunk beds packed into a teeny little room - so us three were sharing our sardine tin with a very sexy man that made wondeful snoring sounds all night.

Alright I make it sound like it was the worst experience ever but the train wasn't that bad. I'd do it again.

Finally getting to The Perfume Grass Inn (oh yes that was the name of our hotel!!), we passed out in a room for a couple of hours before hitting the beach. We decided to top our tans or in my case actually get a tan because Saigon has very little actual sunshine.

The beach was ok, nothing special but the view was lovely. Lots of little islands and mountains in the near distance.

The sea was also really nice and warm and very clear. It was however crazily choppy and I had no chance of having a swim. (This all changes around 14 hours later!)

Soooo after a hard days tanning we go back for a little sleep, wake up, drink a bottle of wine and advance to the nearest restaurant to line our stomachs.

We decided after dinner to mosey on down to this Sailing Club we'd heard so much about from poeple who have already visited Nha Trang. We arrived - confused because the atnmosphere was quite tame. Many old couple and familes were eating dinner so we sat down and tried to be civilised like the rest of the world. Little did we know all the crazies and bar hoppers would emerge from their hiding places within the hour and fill up the whole place. I'm pretty sure I danced for about 5 hours straight. GOODTIMES.















After befriending many people and taking many a drunken photographs (as I found out the next day after sifting through) we moved onto a bar which in my opinion has a pretty flawless name if the issue is getting drunk people to drink more. WHY NOT? Exactly why not? By this point you've killed of enough brain cells to not be able to to of a reason why not to go to this bar. It's genius. Now I can't really remember being here - pretty sure it entailed more dancing.

Walking home we met a group of french lads which at the time I thought was awesome and I actually believe that I can speak french when I'm wasted. Somehow this conversation ended up with me, Kirsty and a french dude, nearly dying in the ocean because we all thought we were SUPERMAN went for a dip. Just like that drink awareness advert. What idiots. But more idiotic, some English lad decided to join us, leaving his shorts avec Iphone and wallet in the pockets. Yeah that was an easy steal for the Vietnamese street kids.







The next day we jumped on some motorbikes and got taken to see a couple of temples around the main town area. After taking a few pictures and being generally touristy we made our way to the Mud Baths. We basically paid pennies to sit in a pool of cold, silky mud, which I totally needed because my hangover was intense. Apparently this mud is extremely good for your skin as well as the hot fresh water you swim in after the mud cleansing.





























After the lovely day at the spa we chilled out in our room ready for the evening. Kelly, my friend from Saigon, had just arrived into Nha Trang, so we decided to show her the bars we had found the night before. The night was just as eventful as the previous. Lots of drinking and dancing - you know the deal. We also saw the french guys again, who invited us to go surfing the next day at midday. This was a much better idea than what we had already planned to do (getting up at 8am to get on a boat). The thought that entered my brain at that moment was my Cambodian-hangover-boat-sick experience and I nearly fainted. I could not deal with another boat episode so we took the guys up on the surfing offer.

Good move I think! I can now surf. YES. I stood on that board and rode that goddam wave! Wahoooooo! I believe Kirsty and Michelle did too. Who said surfing was hard?

After Nha Trang the girls moved onto Mui Ne then came back to Saigon a few days later. We partied a little bit more of course. Finally visited a ladies night I've been meaning to go to for a while. It's crazy! Just literally free bar for 3 hours and there's no catch! Pretty bloody cool if you ask me! We ended up dancing the night away on Bui Vien and then all staggering home. Fun times!

So unfortunately, it was time for the girls to go! I was very upset, still am actually :( BOOOOOOOOOO.

So in the aftermath of the week of partying I had with the girls...me and Matt decided that time had come to get motorbikes. Tell you what BEST DECISION EVER!! At first I was scared because I had only driven in Mui Ne and Nha Trang which are considerably quieter than Saigon. But I have come to realise that it's actually fine. I love it!!! My bike's name is The Black Knight. Me and Black Knighty cruise around town everyday now, but I do need a pollution mask because sometimes it's actually wrong the amount of fumes are in your body.

Ok some this post has come to an end. Going to Mui Ne on Monday for a school trip travel and accomodation paid wooooo. Then not long until Australia! VERY EXCITED.

Hope everyone's good! Love you all xxxxxxxxxxx

Campuchia!! (That's Vietnamese for Cambodia by the way)

Tết or "Vietnamese Lunar New Year", is the most important and popular holiday and festival in Vietnam .

So we decide to leave Vietnam! Stupid I know, but everything was booked up! We had our hearts set on Hoi An, which we found out we could get to no problem we just wouldn't be able to return for around 4 weeks because of all trains were booked up! Tet gets extremely busy. So on an impulse and not knowing anything about the country, I booked bus tickets to Cambodia.

We left on Tuesday at 7am and it actually only takes 6 hours to get there including all the faffing around at the border with visas. When we got to Phnom Penh we had no f*cking idea where we were apart from the fact we were in the capital of Cambodia. We desperately needed to find a Lonely Planet and fast!

The next day, after surviving the first evening thanks to a tuk tuk driver and a dodgy photocopied map, we attained a Lonely Planet from a Cambodia girl that had scarily good English. Me and Matt were trying to talk about the price by mumbling but she understood everything! DAMMIT!

We decided to have a day of sight seeing which included The Palace and the Silver Pagoda. Much to mine and Matt's dismay the Silver Pagaoda was in fact not covered in silver as advertised in the name. And to make it worse the floor, which was the only thing covered in silver, was covered up by a manky carpet. It was being saved from damage...who for?????




















The best thing at The Palace were the monkeys! Yes a group of monkeys had set up camp on some scaffolding. Literally the whole family were swinging around the metal jungle.

The next day we caught a bus to Sihanoukville in the South of Cambodia on the coast. This town is party central. A lot of people from work were going down to Sihanoukville. The first day we were pretty chilled, found an awesome beach bar with a name which is a line from one of my favourite songs by John Lennon 'Above Us Only Sky'. We literally had the sea touching the decking I was sitting on with my glass of wine.

Because it was New Years Day there we hundreds of Cambodian beach seller-kids trying to flog you fireworks! It was insane, they would run up and down the beach holding them while they fired off into the sea! Oh and another thing about the sellers in Cambodia. MUCH easier to get rid of! If you don't want to buy you just say 'no thank you'. In Vietnam you have to pretty much run away from or shout abuse at the seller otherwise they will not leave you!

Friday - Injury number one. I trod on a spiky specimen in the sea which embedded many horrible splinters into my foot! Bad times.

Friday night we met some travellers from Australia. They were awesome! One girls name was actually Susie Gange - like as in marijuana - frickin crazy! It was one wicked night. Basically it rained all night and we were stuck in a bar on the beach. We drank until 3am, danced with random Vietnamesers and staggered back to the room, knowing full well we had to get on a boat to a tropical paradise in 4 and a half hours! This was not going to be pleasant!








And I was right! My god, it was the worst hangover ever! Maybe not ever ever (the bottle of Bacardi hangover was pretty bad like 5 years ago) but definitely in my top ten hangovers. I threw up 6/7 times on the boat journey over then as I was moving to another part of the boat to save the poor tourists from having to see my insides sprayed onto the water, I fell through the wooden flooring cutting my leg and totally f*cking my thumb! Injury number 2 and 3! My thumbs still swollen now so I may go and get it x-rayed :S

The island named Koh Ta Kiev, I thought WAS AMAZING! Definitely worth the bad journey! We stayed in a bungalow right on the sea front which only had electricity 4 hours a day ha ha! We took a walk to the other side of the beach where we found another kind of resort. It was hidden through the jungle at the end of these crazy winding pathways! I felt like I was actually in lost!!



































The place consisted of many tree houses and hammocks complete with a little bar, eating area and an awesome outdoor kitchen with oven. We found out that the place used no electricity but did manage to bake pizzas, bread and a pile of hash cookies in the oven! AMAZING! Unfortunately I was so hungover I didn't get to try these :(

We asked about staying there for the Sunday night and they said there was one room available! Result! This made us very excited! For the rest of the evening we walked along the beach to find the perfect sunset viewpoint. Here we swam in the sea until the sun totally disappeared. It was paradise! Kind of how I imagine the Thai islands were before developers got a hold of them. This was the point when lots of fishermen on tiny floats pushed themselves across the sea to catch fish. We think that they had a net attached below their float because they never stopped to actually fish.

The next day we awoke, bright and early, and decided to walk to the other side of the island. It only took 20 mins because thats how small Koh Ta Kiev is. The island is basically full of jungle with beach surrounding it and that's it! There are only 25 families that live on the island. They must live in hidden houses like proper jungle people! As we were walking down the final pathway toward the beach on the other side, I saw a fishing boat docked at the pier. I have pictures of this pier - it is insane. Me and Matt walked on it and it felt like it would give way at any time. I had to jump off because I got scared I would have two retarded thumbs!
















Anyway we were walking down the pathway to the beach and one guy on the fishing boat just stopped! Mid-action. And stared and stared and wouldn't stop staring literally until we were out of sight. Matt was standing 2 metres in front of him and waved, but still the man was just gob smacked. I was just starting to get slightly scared when, as if a light bulb had turned on in his head, the guy ran to his boat and pulled out his mobile phone. Yes he started taking photos of us. This is when I thought 'ahhhh maybe he's never seen a white person before?'. We disappeared out of sight for a swim behind the rocks! Away from the camera! Later we moved our things to the jungle tree house for fun tree top times!

Our house was lush, I don't think the photos do it justice!! Right on the beach front, basically had our own private beach. A ladder up to our house, no electric, a double bed with mosquito net, wooden furniture and an amazing view! Was actual paradise. I really didn't want to leave! Although the toilets weren't exactly paradise material YUCK!

The last injury we suffered, happened to Matt. He was swimming in the beautiful clear waters when suddenly 'Ahhhhhhhh, ahhhhhhh!'. Oops Matt had hit a couple of sea anenomes/urchins. You know those reaaallllly spiky ones! We spent a while using tweezers to get the bloody spikes out of his legs and fingers.

The next day we headed back to Phnom Penh for one last night (went to the S-21 museum which was horrible!) then home to Saigon! Hopefully Facebook will let me update but I'll add a couple of photo's on here for you to all see and get jealous ha ha!

Love to you all xxxx

When Dunstable came to Saigon.

So, the boys are still here, but much to my surprise and probably everyone elses too, they are still alive and not in jail.

Although saying this they do have another 4 days yet so lets not tempt fate!

We had a very busy month which I'm now about to tell you about. Firstly it was Christmas Eve. Me, Matt, Sophie and Kelly started the night at our friend Jonathon's house. His mum (who is the chef of a massive restaurant somewhere in America :S can't remember where!?!?!) cooked us some amazing food and we drank much wine! After a lovely dinner, lots of cheese and Fuzz humping my leg we left and entered the funniest taxi journey I've had in my life. Completely intoxicated we started to spread Christmas Love from the windows of the vehicle. The people of Vietnam LOVED IT! We even made a straight face traffic policeman laugh! We then had an awesome countdown in AK (which I'm really upset is having to close on 23rd January due to a moody bitch living opposite in a shed not liking the noise. I think she's just jealous she doesn't have a really cool bar!)

Then came CHRISTMAS DAY.

We finally decided on dinner at one of the big hotels - Moevenpick. It was amazing! There were rows and rows of food and not just Christmas food either. I pretty much just ate lobster, truffles, cupcakes oh and a bit of turkey and gravy (sometimes all at once). YUM! It was also free flowing alcohol which of course we all made the most of the Cava. Especially Matt who was WASTED. So wasted in fact he danced around the restaurant and proceed to shimmy behind the desk where the receptionist was on the phone to give her some Matthew lovin'. It was pretty funny because he was in his pajamas too.























Then it was the arrival of the boys! I feel they were welcomed extremely well into Saigon. They all got so drunk they didn't get up until 5 the next day! I thought drinking 2 buckets was enough. but Carl has showed us that he can happily sink 4 and still be OK!!


New Years Eve day we all went to the water park. IT WAS IMMENSE. I nearly died of a heart attack about 4 times and once from a major wedgy that nearly cut me in half. One thing you need to know about Vietnam is there is no health and safety. If they want to build a house - they build one the next day. If they are building a house and scaffolding falls of the building - the attitude is SHIT HAPPENS. The water park is no different. Some of the rides literally had no sides and nothing to catch you if you fell off. The only thing the workers were concerned about is Ross's zip on his pocket. It may scratch their slide!!!









So the one ride that gave me 3 heart attacks in a row was The Boomerang. Basically a 3 seater rubber ring dropped over the top of a drop slide and goes straight up the other side. Matt put me at the front because I was the lightest and we would go faster. JESUS CHRIST. I thought I was on Oblivion at Alton Towers. It's a definite must go though!

Later on we went for a nice sophisticated NYE dinner at The Refinery, a french bistro. The food was lush! We then decided to turn the clock back 10 years and go and buy vodka from a shop, pour it into a water bottle with coke and walk the streets of Saigon for the count down.






















































The street party on Nguyen Hue was awesome!
We learnt how to say Happy New Year and kept on saying it over and over! Matt and Carl bought some fake snow spray to make it really feel like home :S . The countdown was AWESOME! Lovely gold confetti rained over us for about 15 minutes. YAY! Now it was time to party hard. I can't really remember what happened next, but what I do know is that it involved singing in Welsh, a massive bag of quail eggs, hitting Matt with a rose and then ending with Matt knocking himself out by falling down the side of the bed. A productive night I feel.

Carl, Ross and Laz left us on NY Day to go up north but they soon returned. Well two of them anyway. Ross went off to Phu Quoc Island, which he said is amazing. One beach had white sand for miles, no hotels and only 2 beach bars. Sounds like my kind of place!

Me, Carl and Matt decided to visit the War Memorial Museum. I recommend it to all tourist but be aware it's the most soul destroying place on earth. You will see pictures of dead Vietnamese soldiers and innocents. Aswell as read some horrific stories of what American soldiers did to them in the war. Very interesting though totally anti-American.





















I've now brought you up to date. Yesterday was Matt's birthday which was of course eventful. We started at 3.30pm and finished around 4 am. Matt's still in bed now and it's 5pm. I think he's slightly broken. Nothing a swim won't fix though!

I'll put a few pictures on here because Facebook's banned in Vietnam right now.

Chuc Mung Nam Moi! xx

A third of a year. Is it really that long?

I can't believe it's been 4 1/2 months. We're nearly halfway through our contract! We need to start looking at new places to work. We love Vietnam but we want to see a lot more of the world. Many people do stay here because the life is easy and the money's good. So that means you've all got 7 1/2 months and counting to get out here! We have a few people visting over the next few months so that will make for some interesting blog material.

So after the last blog me and Matt decided to go to the Mekong Delta. It the southwest region of Vietnam where the Mekong River meets the sea. The Mekong River goes all the way up through Cambodia, Laos and ends in China.

We got a bus on a Tuesday morning to My Tho. Here we got a boat to a small island where they were making coconut candy - which by the way is DISGUSTING! Some people may like it but WE did not. As we were looking around the place we came across some snake wine. A massive container with approximately 20 snakes coiled in. So we tried it, of course. Tastes like whisky actually. The next wine we tried was made from bananas. That was really wrong. It tasted like ash tray and cough medicine mixed together. YUCK!

We then were allowed to go off on a little bike ride and I don't know if you've ever seen pictures of the bikes in Vietnam but they are old school!!! Barely intact, no back brake, seat as hard as bricks...loved it!

The bad thing about this trip was the fact that it was a tour. They hurry you along like a herd of cows. We got ushered into little boats (which for me was the best bit). It felt extremely Vietnamese. Matt had his hat on and a can of beer in his hand, whilst I rowed!






We took a bus ride to the next place and by the time we got there it was dark. We were ushered into a little boat and it basically felt like we were being smuggled from one country to another. Who knows maybe we were, we had no idea where we were!

Finally we arrived at our destination, a Vietnamese family home in the middle of...somewhere. There were two options. We could have either gone to a hotel and stayed the night or get into this little boat and stay at a Vietnamese persons house. We totally chose the right option! They showed us to these little huts to sleep in. They were awesome!!!

After looking around the house, which by the way was so cute, we were served dinner. Yummy homemade Vietnamese food! It was amazing and all free. To top it off there was a beer fridge. Me, Matt and the 4 Germans that were with us drank 49 beers. I was in bed by half 10!! Oh but not before doing a little bit of night fishing in the river. This was very unsuccessful though!

The next morning after being rudely awoken around 3 times by a crazy cockerel we set sail to the floating market. It was a very weird experience. The market stalls drive up to you and attach themselves to your boat. All they were really selling was fruit which got a bit tiresome after a while.

After seeing a few things in the area we were taken to a crocodile farm. It was crazy, there must have been about 500 crocodiles. Little cute baby ones to massive scary 'could eat people' ones. They were all pretty lethargic though, lazing around in the sun. Not much happening in Croc land!

We next stopped at Sam Mountain. It's basically a mountain with lots of steps going up it leading to a pagoda. The view up there WAS INCREDIBLE! We could see Cambodia. The sun was setting so we got a few pictures of that. But again we were rushed through all of this quite quickly so didn't have time to just chill.

Finally we reached Chau Doc. This is the nearest town to Cambodia so from here people cross the border via boat or bus. We had a nice evening just eating Vietnamese food and drinking beer in street cafes. Not a very lively town, everything shut down about 11.30pm. We needed an early night anyway, because we were being taken for breakfast at 6!!

Finally we visited the Cham minority village. This was awesome! We had to get there by boat of course and when we reached the little dock, they had made out of wood, I felt like I was in a different world. The house were built on stilts because the water comes in pretty high in rainy season. Everything was made from wood and there was a lady weaving pashminas. It was an extremely pretty place.

Now it was time for the bus journey from hell back to Saigon. 7 hours on a bus is NOT my cup of tea, neither is having next to no leg room!!! BADTIMES. I was very happy when I saw the good old smog cloud of Saigon.

hmmmm so what else?

Ah yes the ILA Christmas Ball. Everyone got dressed up very pretty, although the Vietnamese outdid the Westerners big style! They looked hot!!!! I got a dress made, just gave them a picture of a Kate Moss dress and it turned out pretty damn similar. I chose a different colour though.

The main attraction of this party was the free food and alcohol! Yes it was good times. I was pleasantly p*ssed. I'll put some photo's up.

Ok need to go buy a Christmas Tree now and decorate out flat! Very excited, however it has started pissing it down with rain which is not good. I'm gonna have to wait it out! Boooo!

Not entirely sure of our Christmas/New Year plans yet but I'm sure my next blog will tell you all about them. It may be entitled "How we got Carl, Ross and Laz out of Vietnamese Jail".

Ha ha

xxx

Fake Blood and Strange Children

First and foremost my friend Steve was moaning about not being mentioned last time. So here you go Steven. Welcome to the World of Blog Fame. Ha ha.

I've just been out with my friend, Kelly, and found the most amazing little shop. Basically it sells old Vietnamese paper stuffs. Photos, diaries, albums, books, postcards letters, that all at one time belonged to someone Vietnamese. There are some really funky old pictures that are definitely going to be sent to you people as Christmas cards!

Had a good day off today! Ate blue cheese, drink tea on the roof top bar of the Majestic hotel and then booked my birthday meal on a Saigon boat restaurant. So I shall update you with the drunk happenings on this weekend in my next blog. I'm sure it will be messy and involve a mental breakdown as I'm turning 26 which is now officially nearer to 30 than 25. Jesus.

Anyway what's been gwaning? I'm being stalked by the woman that set me up with the TV job. I have to do another scene but I keep telling her I need notice! She's pretty creepy and just turns up at my house expecting me to be ready to go. Very weird. She even rang me at work the other day and was like "we go movie now". I was like "no I'm at work." She said she could go and talk to the principal of the school and get me out of work. Err no you crazy women. Anyway I think she's got the idea now that I need a organisation. Idiot.

So I left you last time telling you I was about to embark on a journey to Mui Ne. What a lovely place it is! We chilled on the beach, hired motorbikes...yes MATT can drive a motorbike, visited the Fairy Stream, which by the way has no frickin fairies! Was extremely upset. It did however have devil children who when they asked for money Matt offered them 8,000 Dong - about 25p - refused because it was too little. Then they hassled Matt all the way to the end with Matt constantly saying "no, piss off" until finally they said "OK 8,000 Dong is OK"!!!!! Like it was a deal! I tell you, the children are evil here!

We also went Sand Duning (there's a video on my Facebook page if you haven't seen it) which is massively FUN. Sledging on sand seriously what could be more fun than this? I did recommend they needed a lift though because walking back to the top was a bitch!

On our last two days it rained intensely which caused there to be a river where the road was meant to be. Was pretty funny watching people on motorbikes trying to get through then falling over. One girl went under and I was worried for a second, but it was all OK 4 Australians came to her rescue. I decided then to pretty much swim across the road because there was a bar serving buy one get one free on cocktails. No river was gonna stop me getting to that.

There's also one amazing bar there called Pogo. It was chilled, had graffiti over the walls, hammocks, cheap drinks and best of all the sea crashed against the bar and sprayed inside.

So after our holiday came Halloween. Ahhhh my second favourite time of year, after Christmas of course! Me, Matt, Sophie and two other girls Kelly and Rachel got costumes tailored, OH YES. Four nurses, one doctor. Matt loved it. Although the difference between the English and the rest of the world at Halloween is clear to me now. Halloween for the rest of the world is a time to look hot. Halloween for the English is a time to put as much fake blood on yourself as possible! It's just in the morning it's quite hideous when you wake up and your face is red and actually stays red until you purchase some white spirit and shower in that.

Halloween at work was pretty funny. I think I scared my 5 year olds slightly with my syringe. Also all children could attend a haunted house on floor 5. It was basically a massive classroom decked out like a house. ILA went all out, smoke machine and all! When I was in there though the scary music suddenly stopped and randomly i hear "All around me there's familiar faces...". Yes they were playing Gary Jules (I changed this from REM because Mr Luke Sando Sanderson has just informed me I was wrong. Did you like that mention Sando?) in a haunted house. I was a bit confused as I started to think that maybe the Vietnamese think Gary Jules is terrifying? The kids were shit scared though. At least none of my kids chucked up like Zach's. Ha ha!

I have one child that is extremely weird. I have mentioned her before. You know - fringe plait girl. So the other day I come back from my break and one of the other teachers was looking a bit lost. I asked what was wrong. She said "some one has taken my post its of the wall". She had set up a game with the kids and some little bastard had sabotaged it. I was like ahhh boooo then walked into my classroom. I started my lesson and my TA shouted "Linh!". I realised then my this point Linh, fringe plait girl, was turned around looking out the window. I walk over and pull back the curtain and you guessed it...all the fucking post its were stuck on the window. Little shit. Anyway I gave them back and the teacher was like "I don't no how she got them, because they were up high." So not only had she just stolen them, she'd got a chair out of a classroom to get up there!!. Evil.

Another funny thing happened in class the other day. I told my Juniors (age 8 - 11) to write now body parts - one had to begin with S. So I was thinking shoulders...oh no. An 8 year old wrote SCROTUM on the floor. I started pissing myself laughing. My TA asked what it was and I kind of explained. I thought, it's OK because he won't know what it is. Oh how I was wrong. He shouted "Teacher, scrotum!" and pointed to his willy area! OH MY GOD WHY DOES HE KNOW THAT!
At least he didn't get it out and show me like some other kid did in this guys class.

I thought that would be a lovely note to finish on! :D

Goodbye my Sunflowers.

xxx

Question: How do you become a Vietnamese TV star?

Answer: Be a westerner.

Seriously, it's that easy. I know that you were all thinking that I was the chosen one from a line up of amazing models but noooo this is not so. It basically works like this.

Ring ring, ring ring.
Matt: Hey biatch! How do you fancy being in a TV show? $20 a scene? There's a woman here that needs a western girl.
Alison: Yeh man!
Matt: Cool cool, it's a date. I get 10% commission by the way -------(line goes dead).

Cheeky bugger.

Anyway so I got picked up at 8.45am this morning. And bought breakfast. Then a man that resembled a samurai put me on the back of his bike and whisked me away to the airport at a some stupidly dangerous speed.















I arrived on set (which was Ho Chi Minh arrivals lounge) and instantly I got pushed into a seat for hair and make up. They didn't really do anything with my hair but they plastered me with foundation and blusher. Whilst this was happening a really beautiful Vietnamese girl introduced herself to me. She's one of the main characters in the show and her English was amazing. She told me what my character was going to be as no one else there could talk to me!

So my character,

I was an American friend of the main actress. In the TV show she's a police woman and I was just coming over to visit. Not entirely sure why? My character seems pretty god dam pointless.

















So my first thought - I'm American...but I'm English.

After hair and make up I get given the script and then came my second thought - JESUS CHRIST I have to speak!!! But the girl, I think her name is Lam, told me that they don't shoot the sound now! They do voice overs afterwards. How ridiculous. Now I know why Viet TV is so shite.

Anyway the script was utterly amazing. Not in a good way. The English was so bad I basically re-wrote the scene. Felt like a teacher and everything...Oh that's right I am.

So we started shooting and basically my scene was walking through arrivals with luggage and the main girl. She starts telling me about the airport and about Vietnam then asks me if I want a drink. I say that I'd love a coconut and say some shite about there being no coconuts in the USA. AND SCENE.

Next scene I'm in the car park and the actress meets her family at their car. She introduces me to the fam (who look like characters from DALLAS!!) then I get in their car, but we didn't actually get in their car we all walked and hid behind it randomly :S

So that was my day of filming! I actually have one more scene in a club at night next week. I really hope I get shot by some mafia member or something because otherwise...why the hell is my character in this show?!?


PLEASE LET IT BE LEAKED ONTO YOUTUBE!!

















So what else has been happening down here?

Matt was nearly battered by a policeman for standing on a chair on top of a table in an alleyway. He was looking on top of someones little hut house for a diamond ring that some stupid girl had chucked up there in a rage and instantly regretted it. OF COURSE.

We're going to Mui Ne on Monday, cannot wait! It's a beauitiful paradise beach 5 hours away. Going for 4 days because the city drives you insane after a while! The pollution is quite bad which reminds me I need to get a mask as I'm getting a motorbike/scooter! YES I AM you heard right. It just has to be done! My top speed will be 10mph but I don't care!

I'm also becoming a fashion designer. I'm going to design my own clothes and get the tailors here to make them for me! It's sooooo cheap! Girls get designing if you want something! I'll get them made if you want!

Finally, all is good on the work front. I have a 16/17 year olds class and they are amazing! One girl - Lam - is actually a thesaurus. She comes up to me and asks me things like - "What's an aglet?" Yes good question, what the fuck is that? - found out it's the end of a shoe lace. You know the plastic piece. That little piece of nothingness has a name. Then yesterday she enquired "Teacher, What's a Skidamarink?".

?????? Got to be an American word only they would make this up! (I LOVE YOU YANKS REALLY) I was right. I'll let you find out what it is. mwahahahaa!

Anyways PEACE OUT HOMIES.

Love y'all!

xxxxxx