By this time it is 4.00am Australian time (1.00 am Vietnamese) and the the street is buzzing. The daily life of the street is something I will grow to love but right now feels more than overwhelming. Our driver strides off and points to the sign - 34. No no we say. We want number 38! He nods and beckons us. 

We push past the motorcycles, people squatting on small stools eating street food, friendly girls waving us in to have a massage. He points to a small, dark passageway with no number... What have we got ourselves into now? 

 Finally we find a small alley and we are in! 

 I love stepping over a new threshold and even though we are tired this is no different. We lean over the balcony taking in all the sights and sounds before we tumble into bed for a great nights sleep... well four hours anyway! The next morning things look bright and the street has a completely different feel. Time for a breakfast, walk and massage!