Doin It

Damn It, my friend has a great picture of me coming back from the club on the back of a motorbike taxi. So epic. This is a great picture of me breaking a glass on the table.

Can Tho's nightlife is pretty sparse and people are usually in bed by 10:00, and definately in bed by 11:00. The day start's earlier at 6:00 every morning and I have no trouble getting up to the glorious bucket in the corner of the bathroom that is my shower.

There is only one club in Can Tho called Xin Loi  (excuse me in Vietnamese) It's actually pretty crazy. it has a handful of pooltables outside as well as it's own fake beach along the river. The door's don't even open untill 9:00 and it attracts some pretty shady people. My homestay warned me not to go there anymore because of recent gang related stabbings.

I haven't been back since, I don't want to get stabbed this early in the trip.

SANKES! SNAKES! SNAKES!

we wen't to a snake farm on thursday. These python's are humongous. Maybe I'll upload a better picture of them, even though I promised myself that this one is going to the discovery channel

You can't see it, but inside those brick walls are three of the biggest pigs on the planet. We helped a large Village outside the city build a new biodigester so they can cook with methane gas.

Basically the enclosed system runs a vacuum from the pig pen to several compost collection bags and eventually into the kitchen, where it is turned on by several valves infront of the stoves.

So ya, its really cool. The outhouse built for human's runs into the bag as well. No source of potential fuel goes untapped.

These fish are eating the dead skin off my feet; interestingly enough they felt great for hours after. The place is called Dr. Fish, and it is awesome

Holy Shit I love Dumplings

it might seem empty now, but at around 5:30 this place is packed with more than 30 shirtless dudes.

 No shoes allowed in this swell palace, so of course someone dropped his weight centimeters from my bare toe yesterday. Yikes.

If that wasn't enough inspiration for working out here, scribbled on the walls are the names of famous WWF wrestlers like Kirt Angle and Triple H. I tried to take a picture of a barely legible "Johnny Cena" when the owner stopped me.

No one takes pictures of  the great John Cena's name in her establishment

Chili Bush. These things are so hot its ridiculous. My homestay Dad eats one every meal.

That's how you know he's a boss... dipped in sauce

Cream on the inside, Clean on the outside.

Ice cream paint job.

Guess there's a reason to watch clippers games from the highlights I've been seeing.