Accordions along the Mekong

Welcome to Vietnam Mr Mr….literally rolling out of the boarder crossing here in who knows where in the hell we are…it’s a packed bus…Chinese Vietnamese and nodding euro kids…and us. We are 6 now… A Mr Carl and a Mr Salvatore have joined us for this leg…its a long hot ride and if Mr Sherm doesn’t figure out how to disconnect the video player.,there’s going to be trouble..it’s…..blaring..blarfuckinging…”the karate kid” and we just finished a vin diesel- The Rock epic which I thought for moment was gay porn…no such luck
Vietnam …this was on my short list. And I am pretty giddy about being here…giddier when I get the hell off this bus…we came up from sihanoukville to Phnom Pehn yesterday…lots of trucks stops and highway temples. PP is really growing on me..an amazing dinner at Khmer place that had a fish larb that was sublime…hanging out with Conrad from ” and you will know us by the trail of the dead”. PP has lot of very cool stuff happening with art and Khmer -western mash up bands..if you ve heard “dengue fever” you get the idea. Music came an abrupt halt in the mid 70, they killed all the musicians( of course). So mixing what’s on the juke boxes with acid dub step makes for something different …which seems harder to come by these days…psyched for our shows there For now tho…I should quit writing and look out the window. My fiend mr Michael says the blogs are too long. And I want to write more from Ho Chi Mihn City. And besides we just weathered Mr Sherms strip search ,in front of the rest of the bus riders ,who cheered and wept and cheered agin..whilst Mr Frank played a rousing version of Michael row your boat ashore…..um not much funny is happening…and the karate kids blows…goodnight noises everywhere. Mr Jerry