Hey Jimmy!

The owner of the Memento Resort was not present on site during our stay but he obviously had heard about the dinner 'incident' 2 evenings before from one of the staff. We had not complained and assured him we were more than happy with everything. He was pretty adamant that he wanted to make it up to us and he insisted that we take a complimentary ride on the Memento horse and cart through some of the local villages. Thinking this would be too touristy we tried to politely decline but he would have none of it. So the horse was brought in from the neighbouring field and given a good scrub down while we ate breakfast. It was then hooked up to the cart and we climbed aboard and trooted off. Our driver spoke little English but did tell us the horse was called Jimmy! Jimmy proved to be less than willing to get above any speed than a sedate trot. The driver was having none of it a Jimmy was soon 'encouraged' to give it all he could! The cart bounced around and I nearly fell out of the back while Jimmy galloped off down the road. Thankfully Jimmy had other ideas and soon slowed down to a more sedate (and more comfortable) trot. We waved at the locals and their smiles back seemed genuine and the trip seemed less touristy than we thought. Jimmy stopped a couple of times to undertake his morning consitutionals although there was a distinct lack of roses for the fresh steaming piles of Jimmy poo to go on any where. A local free wandering bull provided the next exciting installment of the journey and Jimmy needed little encouragement to gallop off away from him. The journey through the countryside was really fun in the end and the resort owner was more than right to insist that we take the ride. Our stay at Memento was at an end and we reluctantly left in the taxi to take our third and final train ride down to Ho Chi Minh City (better known as Saigon)