In Saigon, we stopped by the Emperor Jade Pagoda, which was a cluttered, busy temple, made even more crowded, by the fact that we happened to visit on International Women’s Day. The temple is home to a teeming turtle pool.
We spent the better part of a day at the somber War Remnants museum, an institution dedicated to portraying the brutality of war. Mainly, it details the course of the Vietnam war. American tanks and planes are displayed around the premises. 
As we walked through a very short section of tunnel, bent over with backs scraping the ceiling, sweating in the heat, it was impossible to comprehend how anyone could live there. 
My Dad and I tried shooting an AK-47. I don’t think either of us hit the targets though. 
Scooters rule the roads in Saigon. They clog the streets, and when there’s not enough room in the lanes, they drive on the sidewalks.
Rarely do they obey traffic rules. They drive on the wrong side of the road and proceed through red lights. Crossing the street in Saigon can be a treacherous endeavor. But if you can’t beat em’, join em’, right? With this mindset, we booked a nighttime Vespa food tour. Perched on the backs of bikes, we held on as the drivers navigated through the congested traffic jams that are a part of everyday Saigon life. 
On the way to different restaurants, we witnessed scooters carrying all sorts of wares: sheets of glass, any number of passengers (max number we saw was 5), and most outrageously, a full grown tree standing upright behind the driver.
Having a guide order local food for us was helpful. We tried pork spring rolls with pancakes wrapped in lettuce, fresh spring rolls, crab, mussels, and clam soup. The night ended with Vietnamese coffee at a private cafe with singers, and cocktails at a club.
It was great fun scootering around: a very unique way to see the city.