Hanging out with locals is key. You get to check out places you normally wouldn't find by reading the guides or ex-pat magazines. We crossed Saigon River, wound through the outskirts of town and ended up reaching a riverside cafe next to some very nice homes. Quail eggs in a bag were sold as snacks ( of course we did!) and coffee was dripped tableside. Besides the two brothers who continuously swashed their mouths with petrol and lit sticks on fire.... (cringe cringe....the younger brother was only about 6 or 7 ) the view was amzing and so was the company. Ending up at a local eatery we had an interesting meal of several goat dishes. By far the most bizarre we've tried in Vietnam was the goat's blood w/ raw goats meat and some sort of herbs...not sure which was creepier ... that, or the beating cobra heart that Thien swallowed on our first trip to Hanoi! We will have to edit that video from 3 years ago, and post upon our return.
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