So in Hue we had good weather even though it was rainy season (only in the middle of Vietnam, not the North or South...) so we took advantage of this during our three days there by getting a motorbike tour all over the city one day. For ~10 US$ you can hire one moto-bike driver to drive you all over the city, show you the good sites etc. Good way to see the city, and a good way to spread the money you spend around the community instead of just going to travel agencies.. Gavin's moto-bike driver was really cool and knew English well. Apparently he is a rice farmer on a Vietnamese coop farm, and a tourist moto-bike driver / tour guide in the off season.
We heard that sometimes the street side moto bike tour guides have been known to take tourists to their friends house and rob them, and there was one point when we had been driving through rice fields for about 20 minutes, with nothing apparent ahead where we started getting a little nervous that we might become victims of such a happenstance, but we dismissed those thoughts and made it through the day no problem.
The trouble with motorbikers came later that night. Gavin and I went out to a local bar that had about 6 girls patrolling the streets, practically demanding that you take their fliers even if you alraedy have one! We get there during the early part of happy hour (which is ~5 hours long) and take advantage of the cheap drinks. We met the DJ, a Vietnamese guy named 'Lucky' who was really cool and charismatic, and after a few drinks we go and get dinner with Lucky, compliments of Gav, then head back to the bar to get some more drinks. Lucky has to work and Gavin and I have to dance and play pool, so we divide in order to conquer. Gavin gets caught up dancing with a whole assortment of internationals while I (why?) am still playing pool. We keep the drinks flowing, and Lucky helps us in our pursuit of intoxication by giving us free drinks every hour (very strong free drinks as well). Gavin and I spend the rest of the night gigging (a.k.a. dancing hard), until some English girl gets her purse stolen and it kinda kills the buzz, so after a drunk mission to find her purse (Gavin was searching the whole bar and didn't even know what he was looking for!!!) fails, Gavin and I head home on foot.
It's about a 5 minute walk to our hotel from the bar, but of course in Vietnam everyone seems to think walking is a tragedy, and you must motor bike everywhere! So as soon as we leave the bar we have three motor-bike drivers following us trying to get us to get on their bike, and at the same time trying to sell us various drugs. Gav and I have both consumed a lot of alcohol (partly thanks to Lucky feeding us free drinks every hour) but Gav seems to be on a different level from me. While the moto bike drivers are offering drugs Gav is heckling them! (at the top of his voice) "Oh you have cocaine!!", and "No, we don't need marijuana, your weed is SHIT!" This pisses off one of the moto-bike drivers who starts talking mad shit to Gavin, I am trying to get Gav on one of the other moto bikes to get out of there and get home asap because it's not looking very good, but Gav absolutely refuses to pay a motor bike driver a dollar for such a short ride, and "has perfectly good legs". We continue walking with these guys following us and get back to the alleyway where our hotel is located, and of course where there is yet another motor bike driver waiting...
Gavin is a little bit ahead of me as I am trying to get rid of the moto bikers behind us, Gavin tries to walk by the new moto-bike driver, and of course this one is also trying to sell us drugs, and when Gavin tries to walk by the new moto driver gets in his way, so now we have 1 moto bike driver in front of us, and 3 behind at the entrance of an alleyway. The new moto bike driver is very pushy, literally and figuratively. He really wants gavin to buy some pot, and is not letting Gavin pass by. He has his hands all over Gavin, and there's nothing I can do except step to the side and watch, and make sure his hands don't go IN Gavin's pockets, because they seem to be everywhere else!
We are in a really bad situation being surrounded in an alleyway, so i'm trying to keep the spacing good, I immediately relocate near the entance so i can't be surrounded by these drug selling bikers, who also happen to be pissed off at us... I yell to Gavin to be wary of his pockets, which he acknowledges and finally manages to push past the pushy moto bike driver. I wait until Gavin is near the door of our hotel before i fully enter the alley, and as i walk through with the bikers all talking shit, the one in front snatches my hat off my head and throws it to one of the others. I'm getting really tired of this shit at this point!
So after the biker pushes Gav around a bit, don't leave us alone, practically try to fight us, and then steal my favorite hat off my head. I brisquely march up to the one with my hat, snatch it back and march to the door of our hotel without saying another word to them, and when i get in the door i am quite thankful that Gavin and I both made it home safely and with all our belongings.
We heard that sometimes the street side moto bike tour guides have been known to take tourists to their friends house and rob them, and there was one point when we had been driving through rice fields for about 20 minutes, with nothing apparent ahead where we started getting a little nervous that we might become victims of such a happenstance, but we dismissed those thoughts and made it through the day no problem.
The trouble with motorbikers came later that night. Gavin and I went out to a local bar that had about 6 girls patrolling the streets, practically demanding that you take their fliers even if you alraedy have one! We get there during the early part of happy hour (which is ~5 hours long) and take advantage of the cheap drinks. We met the DJ, a Vietnamese guy named 'Lucky' who was really cool and charismatic, and after a few drinks we go and get dinner with Lucky, compliments of Gav, then head back to the bar to get some more drinks. Lucky has to work and Gavin and I have to dance and play pool, so we divide in order to conquer. Gavin gets caught up dancing with a whole assortment of internationals while I (why?) am still playing pool. We keep the drinks flowing, and Lucky helps us in our pursuit of intoxication by giving us free drinks every hour (very strong free drinks as well). Gavin and I spend the rest of the night gigging (a.k.a. dancing hard), until some English girl gets her purse stolen and it kinda kills the buzz, so after a drunk mission to find her purse (Gavin was searching the whole bar and didn't even know what he was looking for!!!) fails, Gavin and I head home on foot.
It's about a 5 minute walk to our hotel from the bar, but of course in Vietnam everyone seems to think walking is a tragedy, and you must motor bike everywhere! So as soon as we leave the bar we have three motor-bike drivers following us trying to get us to get on their bike, and at the same time trying to sell us various drugs. Gav and I have both consumed a lot of alcohol (partly thanks to Lucky feeding us free drinks every hour) but Gav seems to be on a different level from me. While the moto bike drivers are offering drugs Gav is heckling them! (at the top of his voice) "Oh you have cocaine!!", and "No, we don't need marijuana, your weed is SHIT!" This pisses off one of the moto-bike drivers who starts talking mad shit to Gavin, I am trying to get Gav on one of the other moto bikes to get out of there and get home asap because it's not looking very good, but Gav absolutely refuses to pay a motor bike driver a dollar for such a short ride, and "has perfectly good legs". We continue walking with these guys following us and get back to the alleyway where our hotel is located, and of course where there is yet another motor bike driver waiting...
Gavin is a little bit ahead of me as I am trying to get rid of the moto bikers behind us, Gavin tries to walk by the new moto-bike driver, and of course this one is also trying to sell us drugs, and when Gavin tries to walk by the new moto driver gets in his way, so now we have 1 moto bike driver in front of us, and 3 behind at the entrance of an alleyway. The new moto bike driver is very pushy, literally and figuratively. He really wants gavin to buy some pot, and is not letting Gavin pass by. He has his hands all over Gavin, and there's nothing I can do except step to the side and watch, and make sure his hands don't go IN Gavin's pockets, because they seem to be everywhere else!
We are in a really bad situation being surrounded in an alleyway, so i'm trying to keep the spacing good, I immediately relocate near the entance so i can't be surrounded by these drug selling bikers, who also happen to be pissed off at us... I yell to Gavin to be wary of his pockets, which he acknowledges and finally manages to push past the pushy moto bike driver. I wait until Gavin is near the door of our hotel before i fully enter the alley, and as i walk through with the bikers all talking shit, the one in front snatches my hat off my head and throws it to one of the others. I'm getting really tired of this shit at this point!
So after the biker pushes Gav around a bit, don't leave us alone, practically try to fight us, and then steal my favorite hat off my head. I brisquely march up to the one with my hat, snatch it back and march to the door of our hotel without saying another word to them, and when i get in the door i am quite thankful that Gavin and I both made it home safely and with all our belongings.