Good morning Vietnam

We didn't actually get a chance to say good morning Vietnam on the day we arrived, even though the bus from Phnom Penh left at 7am (this is Cambodian time though, we didn't get out of Phnom Penh until about 8:30) and its only about 160-200ks from Phnom Penh to the Vietnamese border, it took bloody ages.
We got onto the bus, and were pleasantly surprised by the fact that the bus was not full (they are always too full, every seat taken and heaps of bags and cargo), we got good seats and plenty of room...... Then the bus stopped and we were herded into another one which was already pretty much full, and we ended up sitting next to strangers. I got chatting to the guy next to me, Noah, who turned out to be from Blackwood, a suburb of Adelaide, and a place that I had lived in for many years. He introduced us to his friends Tom and Samara who were sitting across from us, and we had been chatting for a while when Tom said "Haven't we met before?", this is not unusual for Adelaide - after all, its not a big place, but this turned out to be a bit more than that.
We had met them a few months before at the Appocathary (an Adelaide wine bar) where we had stopped off for a few drinks after our anniversary dinner a few months ago. We got talking to them and chatted about the South East Asian holiday they were heading off on around Christmas time, we drank and chatted for a while, and ended the night saying something like "Maybe we will see you on the road some time", which is exactly what happened!
Needless to say, we we all a bit weirded out, and decided to have a drink later that night when we got to Saigon.
Traci and I left our hotel to go and look for the bar we agreed to meet in, the Long Phi (I wanted to have some drinks and a Long Pee in the Long Phi). The bar turned out to be in front of our hotel, but the Lonely Planet map was wrong, and we walked in the opposite direction for a few K's. On our way back, we walked past a bar, and I found myself staring at a girl sat out the front who looked familiar, and I was right. It turned out to be Emma Phythian, someone I had known in Adelaide for about 8 years. Shocked, we sat down and had a drink, telling her that this wasn't the first time this had happened to us today, when Emmas friend who was sitting at the table with us suddenly jumped up and shouted "Oh my God!" as one of her friends from Adelaide walked past.

We spent the rest of the night wondering who else we were going to run into!