towards the end of 1998, and rolling by the concourse outside preserved Ho Chi
Minh's mausoleum, this man on his small-wheeled bike caught my attention. His
having caravanned with a Chinese dance troupe, then piqued my sense of adventure.
As chance favoured us, we got another opportunity to yarn, elsewhere in Vietnam,
down at the pinnacled Ha Long Bay where he degraded his glorious photo collection
with a picture of me. Tap into his website and sail the colourful world of Ron.