The first morning in Saigon, Vietnam I step out from our hostel onto a small, quiet back alley. I walk 30 yards down to the main road and am bowled over by the (seemingly) utter chaos of the place. The street scene is a vibrant, pulsing, chaotic mixture of people, animals, carts, cars, busses and motorbikes. But most of all motorbikes.
It's hard to put into words the just how chaotic the scene is when it comes to motorbikes in Saigon. I'm trying to come up with something to compare it to, but it's hard to do.
Here's some craziness involving motorbikes:
- Live and squeeling pig, covered by cloth, strapped to back of motor bike.
- Hundreds of Vietnamese couples, sitting on back of motorbikes, hanging out/making out
-Whole families on motorbikes: mom dad and two kids
-Huge backups of motorbikes build as the traffic lights are red. And then, at the green light, they all pulse forward in something akin to a bike race but behaving more like a school of fish as they dodge pedestrians and wind around cars.
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