Kep

We drove down to the Gulf of Thailand to a town called Kep. Once famous as a retreat for the French people during Indochina era, Kep these days caters some tourists. We checked into the best hotel I have had in my whole trip for a 15 USD. I had to organise my visa for Vietnam, but I didn't want to take a bus for 2 x 4 hours and the hassle with the embassy. So I went to the only "tourist agency" in town where I met a guy called Avud. Avud claimed he could take care of my problem. So I did what you should never do. I gave Avud 50 USD and my passport. And he promised to deliver a few days later.
Vicu and me enjoyed the beach in Kep and tried the to us unknown fruits. After two nights we went to Rabbit Island, which is 3 km of the coast of Kep. Rabbit Island is paradise: good food, jungle in the back, bungalows, beer, swimming and sun bathing.
Two days later we went back to Kep to get to Vietnam. But I still needed my passport. But neither Avud nore my passport was there. So a friend of him drove us to his home (20min). He apparently got drunk the night before and informed his friend where the passport was. So we drove back to Kep and finally picked it up. A long ride to Ho-Chi-Minh was next.