DAY 25 - Ho Chi Minh (Vietnam) - An expensive suit

CHECK YOUR POCKETS. One of the dramas post Second Wedding, was that we realised some money some of the uncles had given to us during the tea ceremony had gone missing. Since I was the recipient of all the red lucky packets, the finger of careless blame pointed at me. My hard earned respect with the family had taken a blow - never mess with money. In an effort to smooth things over I suggested we just tell everyone we found it. Luckily no one went with the suggestion, because as Yen's dad was getting ready to leave for the airport to fly to Europe, he checked the suit jacket he had worn on the night of the wedding... and what should present itself? The missing millions! (well at least a grand in USD). Apparently it was still my fault for putting it in his jacket (which he was wearing at the time) but I didn't care at this stage, what was lost was found and I could stop feeding my food to the dogs to check for poison. With that sorted we bid a fond farewell to Yen's parents (at least until we would see them in France in a month or so) and checked ourselves and my parents into a hotel in the heart of Ho Chi Minh city (3 times the price of the nice hotel we stayed at near Yen's relatives but it had a roof top bar to die for (or as I like to say these days "to live for")... we finished the day with cocktails and steak sandwiches watching the lights of the city... ahhhh.
LESSON FOR THE DAY: Always check your pockets (and those of everyone else).