40 degrees of sweaty fun = day 1

A cold shower is a mans best friend here. Its pure crazyness just how humid the weather is. I even felt the need to change my clothes mid day because they were that sticky. I bet I'm painting a great picture in your head right now. So this morning started out great. Our hotel served us and omlette and a entire loaf of bread pretty much. The omlette was outstanding though. With full bellys, Aspen and I embarked on an adventure to find a new hotel since the one we previously stayed at was all bookes up for the following night. The second I stepped outside I started to sweat like a dog. So here we are two sweaty messes walking around trying to find a new hotel. Two guys on bikes that have been converted to a kind of tour bike( a little chair on the front for the unsuspecting tourist who ends up being ripped off) take pity on us and start asking where we are from and what not. Of course I chat with them, making new friends! They find out we are looking for a new hotel and they convince us they know a great one and will take us for free! Aspen and I figure we have nothing to lose so we hop in these basket seats and hang on. And I am not exagerating, these men drive their bikes like maniacs! Flying through intersections without looking, going through lights, and weaving in and amongst the 10 thousand other individuals that drive scooters, motercycles, bikes, etc. Finally, to my surprise and wonder, we make it to this hotel. It ended up being too pricy for us ( pricy here is anything over 10 dollars ) and decide to go back to where we started our search for hotels. The only issue is that we are a long ways away from where we started and we both know its going to be a long walk back. Our "tour guides" offer us a ride back and fail to mention the cost. We just take it anyway and end up getting another little tour of the area. Finally these guys pull over and say they are too tired to bike anymore. They proceed to tell us that the tour we just went on was two ways and we owe them 500 000 dong ( about 23 us dollars). I am shocked! That is a lot of money here! But we had no choice so we had to pay them. Those con artists were in pretty high spirits then and offeredbus a hug before we left. So we were polite and hugged them and the one old man grabbed my ass! Extra tip for him I guess. First scam of the trip people!