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Robbed in Vietnam
 
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I tell this story, not because I think it's funny or to make myself look tough, but as a warning to the unwary.

I was in the Vietnamese beach town of Nha Trang in January 1997. As a twenty year old, I thought myself invincible, or maybe I wasn't thinking at all. There exists on the beach front a bar called the Sailing Club. At the time it was the only bar of its kind in Vietnam, let alone Nha Trang, but I've since returned and found another couple of its ilk.

Anyway, the Sailing Club is an extremely overpriced bar popular with ex-pats. Beer is comparatively expensive, but this didn't stop me from consuming large amounts of Red Horse beer, a brew twice as strong as what we Westerners are familiar with. Having drunk myself silly, I retired to beach for a nap, waking up couple of hours later to find all my money and travellers cheques gone.

Moaning and cursing, I dragged myself back into the bar and then back to the hostel. The next morning, after finding out that the particular company I had purchased my cheques from only had offices in Hanoi and Saigon, I borrowed a large amount of money from the friends I was travelling with. To celebrate my return to the world of financial solvency I decided to have a few drinks that night. At the Sailing Club! 3 o'clock the next morning saw me settling down on the beach for a brief nap. 4 o'clock the next morning saw me awakening with an empty wallet and an overwhelming sense of despair. At least they'd had the decency to replace my credit card and drivers licence after robbing me.

Stupid. Stupid. I eventually made it to Saigon where I had my travellers cheques replaced, and I managed to enjoy the rest of my holiday, but I felt like a complete nuff nuff. Let this be a lesson.