Ho Chi Minh/Saigon is a mix of a bussulling city, Vietnamese culture, increasing western influence and end to end bike mix-ups everywhere you look.  There is nothing that take more courage then taking on hundreds of bikes coming right at you every five minutes.  Not even the side walks were safe, as with traffic there is always a person trying to get around it, they are a bit more 'creative' here.  There were a few times where I must have made some lasting marks on  Adams arms after Kung  Foo gripping them so many times, while dodging death.

Few things I learned on how to take on Vietnamese traffic: