Aching feet

Sitting on the steps of another ritzy hotel (boutique hotel) waiting for the rain to ease off.
Did the temple thing in the morning. Very templey it was too.
Had lunch in kindergarten chairs in a very tight alleyway with scooters shooting past behind me inches away.
Spent the rest of the afternoon cruising through the city taking in the sights and smells - senses are starting to cope with the auditory and visual overload. Smells still catch you unawares though.
Experienced the me most bizarre traditional vietnamese water puppet show, apparently a must see. The place was packed, less space than economy class in the seats. All anglos, which explains a lot. It left a lot to be desired by the traditional ipod generation and I have to say it was a little unusual.
I'll skip over the water buffalo fights, because they were a bit boring.
But there were the red lame fish riders (fish were also in red lame) dancing back and forth. This encourages a big gold lame fish to appear, which then splashes about a bit shedding silver sparkly water lilies before a dragon suddenly appears, doing very un-dragony things like squirting water at people.
Then there was a small skit which appears to start as a cute traditional wedding party in two dragon boats. Some ufos then appear and flash back and forth causing the bride to do a runner.
Finally one for the boys. Four can-can dancers flashing their fannies at some poor dude just trying to collect some coconuts for a living. Not surprisingly he keeps falling out of the coconut tree as he gets distracted. Finally he pulls his nuts off at which point the fanny flashing tarts run off with them and he's too tired to catch them.
Then there was some more dragon stuff, but quite frankly, it didn't compare with the bawdy humour of the can-can-conut thieves and we were all a bit over it by then.
Angela then persuaded an pommie couple not to bother seeing it, which made us all feel a lot less ripped off.
Unfortunately angela and kyra then proceeded to get ripped off big time by one of those cute fruit sellers with the over shoulder fruit carriers.
Apparently 300,000 dong sounds less when a charming peasant says it. Hey ho, you live and learn.
So to continue the bawdy theme, here's a couple of snigger worthy street signs.