Gong xi ah gong xi, fa ya fa da cai! *Insert chinese new year idiom with lame wordplay on horse* Hope everyone had a good CNY break eating goodies and answering rude questions from your relatives, but now it's time to hop back on the MRT and read my blog while you losers travel to work.
Our first stop of the day is Bò Né Thanh Tuyền, and no we are not eating bones or boners because that would be gay.
But rather Bò Né, beef slices, eggs and pate sizzling on a hotplate begging to be ravaged by a baguette. Truly one of the best breakfasts you can have.
Oh yeah... you like it rough don't you egg chan?
Y'all already know there's going to be a breakfast no.2 so i won't even bother hyping it up. We were almost arrested by the Vietnamese police for not having a single bowl of pho after being here for 3 days so it was finally time to right that wrong.
This establishment may look like they serve a side of salmonella with their pho, but their broth was quite pho-nomenal. Soothingly beefy with chewy rice noodles and tender beef, this bowl of goodness would cure any cold in a heartbeat.
After our dual breakfasts, we decided to go on an exciting trip back to our aparthotel to look at our unnecessarily posh lobby.
It is the perfect timing to present our house tour that includes strange rooms and pink nipples. Then a sudden thunderstorm came but we were more than happy to wait out the rain in our cosy apartment- until we realised we could not head out for lunch. Thank god for the ease and convenience of Grabfood delivery. Enjoy fast and secure food delivery, pickup, and dineout deals- eh wait i no need to do this anymore.
Opted for a poke bowl to observe some clean & healthy eating (although there wasn’t a single veggie inside).
My efforts were promptly offset by Ally's order of Korean fried chicken and tteokbokki .
It continued raining like a nun experiencing orgasm for the first time, so much that we struggled to book a taxi for our massage appointment because the roads were beginning to flood.
My fellow prison inmates and i went for the four hands massage that cost just $30 sgd, and no, they did not put golden bubble tea pearls on our bodies just because they are named KOI massage. It was an overstimulating experience where some may feel unable to focus on relaxing since there is an additional pair of hands touching you but i enjoyed being double molested.
We decided to return to the hotel since the rain was unrelenting, and rely on our trusty old friend to deliver us dinner. 你可爱的笑容，我还是无法忘记.
Bún Chả isn't the best when dabao-ed but it will have to do.
Shoutout to the other MVP of the trip, our dining table for holding up despite the weight of food it endured. Our day was massively disrupted by the rain, but no harm done as we were able to continue eating and sleeping on a truly nua trip. We ended the night replicating the double penetration on my anus with Koi's golden bubble tea, a sweet ending to our final night in Ho Chi Minh City.
- End of Day 3 -
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