I blundered my way through the vastness of Tan Son Nhat International Airport.
I even found my way to my Thanh Long Hotel, where I’m now recovering with the help of the air conditioner. Leg 1 finished.
It seemed the Method of Least Resistance was called for, so I stumbled over to one of a dozen kiosks shouting about taxis. Ten minutes and NZD 10 later, I was at the hotel.
It’s comfortable, even a little bit … decadent ( expensive NZD $33 ), but that’s ok.
Now the order of the day is to herd those ducks into a row for the big trip tomorrow / Monday.