Go east for the adventure of it
Oh, the romance of Saigon! Wide boulevards full of peeling French villas, narrow streets crammed with bicycles and motor scooters, motorised rickshaws hired for a dollar a day, dodgy street vendors and pretty girls - most of whom are also dodgy and some of them aren't girls at all.
From Graham Greene to Robin Williams via Francis Ford Coppola and Oliver Stone, is there anyone in the West who couldn't picture Vietnam in their mind's eye?
Now that the VC have traded in their black PJs and sandals to become bureaucrats and tour guides, it's a good time to experience it all. Go sit at some pavement cafe in a white suit and fedora and watch the crowds live out their lives.
There's suposed to be something about a job vacancy in here somewhere I oh yes. Your excuse for the trip is a year's teaching at the quixotically named ABC English school, which is in the First District of Ho Chi Minh City.
The job details are enticingly vague. The starting date is mid August and the school has more than 100 pupils - "or perhaps more" - but interested applicants will have to find out details of the contract, salary, return air fares, housing, curriculum and so on.
But who cares? It's an adventure. Get out there. Explore the Dalat Highlands, visit the Buddhist temples, laze on the beach at Vung Tau. Don't blame me if it all goes pear-shaped, that's what adventures are all about.
For details e-mail Noel Fadden at firstname.lastname@example.org Phil Revell