Cheap Clean Eats!

FHey folks! 

So many of you have asked me what my diet is like and how to eat clean on a tight budget. People tend to think that eating healthy is 'expensive' and that the reason the don't eat more greens is because fast food is cheaper which, quite frankly is a terrible excuse. EH HELLO COLES VALUE TUNA!? 

Yes many healthy brands are crazy expensive but you don't have to buy that 100% organic shite. I am not sure how some brands can justify pricing peanut butter at $17 a jar just because it puts the word organic in front of it. I mean,  unless the peanuts have been picked by enchanted fairies or Bradley Cooper there is no way you should pay that, even if you are cashed up. The truth is the cheaper version of products and frozen varieties are just as good and won't leave you surving on instant noodles for a week.

If you are on a budget and want to eat healthy either when travelling or at home the best advice I can give you is to plan. Plan your meals and snacks for a full week and just do one big food shop on a Sunday evening. It means no over spending and no bad food to temp you because however many times you open the fridge all that will be staring back at you is brocolli....and Coles value tuna. 

My boyfriend and I spend roughly $100 on groceries between us (£50) and that gives us more than enough grub to last us the week. Here is our usual shopping list...

4 x bags of 1kg sweet potato

2 packs 1kg packs of Coles mince

5 x Coles value tuna 

7 x Coles mini flavoured tuna

4 x 500g bags of frozen brocolli

4 x 250g frozen spinach 

7 x large bananas 

3 x 500g frozen mixed berries

1 Jar of Sanitarium PB

1 Jar Coles hazelnut chocolate spread (we get Nutella if on special!)

1 x 1kg of Coles value quick oats

3 x dozen eggs

4 x Coles value light milk

1 x bag if green apples

1 x 1kg bag of carrots

Total cost - $106.42 for two people. 

And then if we need it we get things like cajun seasoning, mustard, green tea and coffee etc.  

A typical days diet for myself using these items is as follows...

Breakfast -

I try and start the day with a green tea and a litre of water.

My serious mass gain shake. I need to use two bloody mixers to make the dam thing because it's so thick. I am not joking, you could build a hoose using it as cement. I mix it with half a banana, one heaped table spoon of PB and half a cup of Berries given me a total of 800-820 calories first thing! 

I understand that people don't have protein and that it is expensive so my alternative to this would be a simple bowl of protein porridge made with 1/2 cup quick oats, 1 egg (sounds gross but trust me it's good), half a banana, a spoonful of PB and some berries. 

I also often have my healthy 3 ingredient pancakes. You can find the recipe for these on my Instagram account @globesquatterfitness...

Lunch -

Lunch is usually 200g of tuna, one egg, a cup of brocolli and a cup of spinach....

Looks delightful. I promise it doesn't taste of arsehole.

Dinner 

Dinner again is 200g of tuna, a large - medium sweet potato, one egg and a cup of brocolli...

Snacks -

My USN protien shake which I mix with milk, half a banana, PB and berries and before bed I have chocolate milk or another bowl of protein porridge if I am feeling hungry with some hazelnut chocolate spread mixed in and more berries. I also usually have a cappucino with light milk and hunners of water until I am running for a piss every 5 minutes. 

So there you have it. My typical daily diet and shopping list. Each meal costs less than $2.50 (£1.50) and nothing is too hard to prepare. Just stick it in the microwave! I like to keep things simple and eat the same things most days as it makes it easier when we work so much. On a Sunday night we do enjoy a takeaway or make our own cheat meal and eat junk on front of the tv and then moan about being obese and never wanting to eat junk again...until the next week, standard. Coles also do litre tubs of ice cream for $4.70 everyday...

Man, I fucking love Coles. 

Any questions on diet and nutrition advice please email me at...

globesquatterblog@gmail.com! 

My Super Exciting Life Update One...

Happy New Year Everyone!

So here I am, sitting in a cafe using the WiFi and sipping on a cold coffee that has been in front of me for over an hour because I can't afford another one. This is living eh?

We have recently moved in to our own house, okay not house, shed. Yes a shed. A shed that has been converted into a house, well kind of? it has a fridge and a toilet that flushes. It is cheap, in town and perfect for us and our budget but the fact that it doesn't have a phone line which means no internet is a bit of (major) pain in the tits.

No internet means that I have not been able to update my blog or instagram account has much so I thought I would give you all a brief update on my amazing exciting crazy life....

1. Still working as a waitress serving half shot non fat extra skinny caramel blessed by the Pope lattés.
2. Still bulking but still canny rest a pint on my arse. I am now banned from going near the glass cupboard.
3. Moved in to the new 'house', spent a shit load on new accessories to make it less 'shed-like'.... still blatantly looks like a shed.
4. Filmed some workouts on my new camera but have no idea how to upload them so currently restraining my self from throwing my tablet against the wall.
5. Found out on Christmas day that pork crackle does not agree with me.
6. Also found out that pork crackle not agreeing with you plus meat sweats is not fun. Give me a cold nipply Christmas any day.
7. Got wrecked on NYE and ate the entire fridge... again.
8. Planning on buying an insect bomb for the house/shed.
9. Ghosts of a Gilfriends Past is on tonight at 8.30 and I am planning on watching it. 
10. Looking at buying another ukelele along with an insurance policy on it so I can't use 'losing it' as an excuse for not playing the thing. 


So yeah that is it. I know, I know, so much to take in eh?

I will blog again once I get a spare minute in my absolutely jam packed life. Also when I can find another cafe that lets me sit in for two hours with one coffee without all the staff members giving me the death stare...

First Time Bulker Thoughts......OI FATTIE!

Ah bulking. The term some of us may associate with an image of Arnold Schwarzenegger downing 12 raw eggs whilst doing leg curls and screaming 'I am the terminator, fear me!'. Or what we hear between a group of meat head blokes when we are being nosey arseholes in the gym. However, in the last few years, the bulking and shredding epidemic has grown bigger quads and it seems to be the norm in the fitness world for both men and women. The idea is to bulk during winter whilst lifting heavy weights and do little or no cardio to gain muscle (and most likely some extra cushion for the pushin) and then shred during the summer months by continuing to lift heavy but also cutting your calories and upping the cardio workouts to make those wash board abs pop and acheive arms that look like they have been blown up with a foot pump. 

I myself have never tried bulking or shredding. Although I have trained in the past with heavy weights, I am a cardio junkie. I love nothing more than doing a HITT workout, sprints or a spin class to work up a sweat and I love pushing myself when it comes to endurance training. I love cardio. I love weights. I love food. So I usually just do it all. I have undoubtly gotten fitter over the years and reduced my body fat but apart from a year or so ago when I lost a fair bit of weight due to stress and work load, I have remained around about the same weight and feel that I have came to a bit of a stand still with my fitness levels and physique. I have always been slim with a fast metabolism but I want to now challenege myself in a different way. I want to try and change my body and become stronger. I want to have Quadzilla legs and be able to do pull ups with my pinky finger (can anyone actually do this!?). I am obssesed with looking at women with incredible muscles and calves like knifes. I want to be them. I want to be able to train like them. Yes I could run my way out of a Zombie apocalypse but when if if came down to being strong and fighting them off I would be screwed (I am not saying that my fear of a zombie apocalypse is the reason I am doing this...there are others too). So after much thought and deliberation I decided to give this bulking malarky a go. 

Ayep. You read it here folks. That means little cardio, heavy weights and ALOT of food. 

Sounds like heaven right? Being able to eat the world and not feel guilty, have an extra hour in bed by skipping that 10k morning run, absolute bliss. 

Wrong.

I cannot believe I, Natalie Morgan, Queen of The Binges am saying this but bulking is....well, it is bloody hard. Really hard. I literally feel that I have to force myself to eat and that I am eating constantly when I really don't want to. I am contemplating getting my hands tied behind my back and letting someone feed me through a funnel (not meaning to be sexual I swear...). Working in a busy cafe doesn't help either as I have to double up my food and shove it down my gub on my ten minute break only to burn it all of again running after people who are on their 5th half shot non fat extra skinny caramel blessed by the Pope latte. I am struggling with not being able to do any cardio and feel like I am turning in to the lassie version of Fat Bastard. 

Okay so I have only put on 3kg in a little over two months but bulking affects you mentally especially if you are a first timer. I have been pushing myself with my weight training and I am getting stronger each week but when you feel that you are putting lots of effort in and the results are an arse that resembles styrofoam packaging rather than one you could rest a pint on is a swift kick to the goonies. 

An actual close up of my arse cheek. 

Girls are crazy. I am crazy. I know I am not big. My clothes that still fit me and the scales tell me other wise but not being able to train like I used to and eat like I used to (which I thought was a lot but compared to now, I was mistaken) does make you a bit (very) paranoid. 

I am determined to do this though. I know this is just a stage and that it doesn't happen over night but in stages (as my boyfriend keeps reassuring me everytime I cry when I feel my thighs chafing) and that as a first time bulker it is natural to feel like this. I can feel myself getting stronger and after each workout I feel great, I feel pumped, I feel sweaty and energised. I just can't yet seem to get ride of the urge to go a run afterwards. 

My New Years resolution (well one, like other crazy females I have many) is to stick to my programm and keep shoving food down my gub for as long as it takes. I want to challenge myself and see something through until the end (usually I get distracted by something shiney). 

So I guess all I can say is cheers to the festive season where I will be welcoming all the chocolate and pigs in blankets that I can get my hands on and nobody try and stop me! 

Scotland Vs Australia - Sun, Beer and Bikini Lines...

Hello everyone!

I have been in Australia for 5 weeks now and I am finally starting to get into a routine. I have managed to get a job as a waitress (looking to be my life long career at this rate) and I can comfortably walk to the shop up the road on my own now without some how getting lost (or caught in amongst somebodies garden bush). I feel now that I have had time to settle I can share with you  my Scotland vs Australia pros and cons list (thus far) which continues to grows on a daily basis.

Let me start with why I feel Australia is better than Scotland....

1. The weather - This is an obvious reason that doesn't need much discussion. Basically the Scottish climate is absolutely shite. End of point one.

2. The beer - So far I have not had one Aussie beer that I dislike and there is actually a good choice. A choice other than bloody Tenants.

3. The wages - basically I get paid $20 to cut somebody a slice of coffee cake. Three slices away until I make Forbes magazines rich list.

4. My accent makes me cool as f**k - back home having a Scottish accent, especially a Greenock accent should make you consider becoming a mute. Over here it is seen as 'enchanting' and if you find yourself in an awkward or life threatening situation, just shout 'freedom!' and everyone will back off.

5. Motivation to not get festively plump - well you can hardly hide your six selection box tummy pouch under a Christmas jumper in 35 degree heat can you? Lunges with the shopping bags it is...

6. BBQs every second day - BURGERS FOR THE BOYS!

7. You can go on a night out in flats, jeans and a singlet - I hate getting ready for a night out, I hate doing my hair, I hate wearing a shit tonne of make up dammit I hate washing my hair. Stick me in a pub with my junkie bun and I am one happy wumen. The Aussies are so chilled that the attire for most occasions is flip flops and a shell necklace.

 

And now why I feel Scotland is better than Australia...

1. The weather - yes this contradicts my first point but sometimes hearing the rain pelting doon on the roof is quite therapeutic and having an excuse to write a day off and get back in your kip because of the snow is pretty sweet.

2. You don't have to shave as much - the bad weather calls for granny pants, trousers and woolly tights. You could basically have something resembling the bushes in the outback down there and nobody would even know. Lazy girls rejoice!

3. Hangover grub - because nobody does a fry up quite like the Scots and nothing compares to a cold Irn Bru. Nothing.

4. You can walk pretty much anywhere - unlike Australia where walking any where apart from the fridge requires a ruck sack full of supplies to last you a week.

5. Motivation to GET festively plump - well as previously said, in Australia you can hardly hide your six selection box tummy pouch under a Christmas jumper in 35 degree heat can you? When in Scotland it is perfectly acceptable to eat your weight in cheese and biscuits whilst watching the Coronation Street Christmas special. Now that is living. 

6. Scotland is probably one of the safest places on earth - you can go to the toilet, sit on the pan and not worry about a deadly spider biting your arse or a raging kangaroo kicking the door in because you have been in for too long.

7. Nights out - yes you can wear your pyjamas out and not get taken away by the men in white coats but the reason it has taken me so long to earn my spot in Forbes magazine is because the cost of a drink is day light robbery, meaning I have been robbed at least 50 times since being here. Currently attending victim support meetings.

So there you have it, my list (so far) of the pros and cons of both Australia and Scotland. A list that is most likely to expand the longer I stay. Now I am off to listen to Flower of Scotland on repeat whilst dancing around in my cork hat.

Hoo-roo!

I'll Start The Diet Tomorrow....

Hello Everyone!

Yes I am still alive. I think my last blog post was about a month ago and the reason for this has been that I haven't felt that I have had much to write about. Our 10 day holiday in Kohn Samui was amazing but purely consisted of sleeping, eating, tanning and eating some more (and constantly asking Rustin to pass the wine). Not exciting enough to make this weeks top five discussion topics over Sunday dinner.

I have been in Australia for just over two weeks now and staying in an actual home has been both amazing and dangerous. I am not talking about the deathly snakes, spiders or neighbours that don't appreciate a game of Kings at silly o'clock in the morning. I am talking about this guy.....

The fridge. Look at him. Staring at me, whispering for me to come closer and have a look inside, being all seductive and sexy and telling me that he will love me no matter how big my double chin gets.

And I will admit it. I have been weak. Since I have been in Oz and been surrounded by food and shops that sell more than rice and sesame bars and a bed that doesn't have ants biting my bits I have become an absolute grubber and by my standards lazy. The phrase 'I will start eating better tomorrow' has been used one too many times (every third sentence) and the idea of eating everything bad so I can start fresh the next day has happened every night this week. I am currently typing this whilst eating a family block of dairy milk and starburst. I even had a bacon and nutella sannie for my dinner last night (don't knock it). I have still been working out but not as much or has hard as I usually do but I know the time has come to get my act together and admit my affair with the fridge (and the secret chocolate stash in my knickers drawer) has gone too far. I realised this after somebody pointed out a sticky stain on my jeans.... before you get too ahead of yourself it was caramel sauce.

I am guessing most if not all of you have been in this situation. Where you have started to lack motivation whether it be with your healthy eating, working out, your job or life in general. It happens and it has certainly happened to me on more than one occasion. I haven't even felt bad about falling away from the healthy eating, not pushing myself or missing a workout all together. In the past when I have made my way through the biscuit tin for the fourth time that week (day) I would go a little, lets say, crazy. I will let you all in to a secret....I used to be (and still can be at times) a binge eater. I would eat as much food as I could on a Sunday night every week until I felt sick, end up feeling ridiculously guilty and that Monday start a super strict 'healthy diet' that consisted of eating very little carbs, smaller meals and well, not very much at all. Did it make me feel any better? Did I miraculously feel super fit and healthy after surviving on carrots and a pea a day?

Did I fuck.

Sorry for the language but it seems appropriate. I think us as humans, especially women are too hard on ourselves about the way we look, I still need to tell myself now not to feel bad for eating 'bad' food and to just man up and take the 5th biscuit my Gran has offered me (why do all Grannies constantly want to feed you!?).  Like many I have confidence issues with how I look but I feel that travelling has really helped me to ease up on the self criticism and become more grateful for what I have when there are so many that have next to nothing. I am now finally starting to love my squint eye and smaller left butt cheek and will now admit that I do have nice hands.

Basically, what I am trying to say is if you find yourself being lazy, unmotivated with chocolate covering your mouth before you start the self hatred, take a chill pill. Forgive your self and then be pro active and change it. Instead of greeting in to my tub of Ben and Jerrys I am smiling whilst devouring it. The reason? Because I now have a better plan to kick start my motivation that doesn't consist of eating like a rabbit...

I am going to eat a shit tonne of more food.... healthy food that is.

My boyfriend and I went a food shop this afternoon and stacked the trolley with loads of fresh fruits, veggies and lean proteins and I plan on eating as much as I want, when I want. I bought notepads to record my workouts, my goals, aims and how I am going to achieve them. I have realised over the years that eating healthy does not mean eating salads for every meal. It means eating foods from every food group, eating foods that will give you energy to bang out that last set of burpees or squats and not getting to down on yourself when you have moments of weakness. I love food. I love all food and I got fed up of depriving myself and well, being an absolute dafty.

I lost my motivation mojo for a few weeks but I know it is still there and ready to go. I am lucky enough to have a great boyfriend who also isn't afraid to wrestle the nutella out my hands and encourage me to keep pushing and look at things in a different perspective. I hope that I can maybe be that support system for you too and that you will join me on my quest of eating big, working out hard and living life to the full and that means the odd binge.

So lets all start the diet tomorrow together, no backing out, deal?

Cambodia...

Hello everyone! 

I am currently lying in bed in my hotel room in Bangkok, back where We started our South East Asia adventure. We arrived today from Cambodia and I honestly cannot believe how quickly it has gone. Our short but incredible tour is coming to an end and I still can't play the ukelele nor do I have a hair braid. My priorities have well and truely slipped. 

We arrived yesterday after jumping in a taxi with a driver who kept falling asleep at the wheel and started repeatedly punching himself in the head to stay awake. I was preparing myself to sing the Proclaimers at the top of my lungs just to keep him awake. Transportation in Asia never fails to dissapoint. After checking in we went to the gym in the hotel and used actual weights for the first time in 6 weeks (cannot move my arms, my morning ritual of the Hokey Cokey is out), got fried chicken from the street market (gave us the shits), cheated on our no Westernised food rule and bought magnums (no guilt was felt), and locked ourself in our room away from the madness that is Bangkok. I don't know why but the city just doesn't appeal to me. It's too loud even for Natalie Fog Horn Morgan.

We fly out to Koh Samui today where we will be staying in a luxury resort for 10 days before flying to my new home for a year, Australia. I honestly can't wait. We have been taking about this holiday since booking it in March and even though travelling has been amazing, we can't wait to be in the same place for longer than a few days. I might even unpack all my clothes and colour co-ordinate them in the closet and pretend I actually live there, (I am 100% going to do this).

However, I still need to tell you all about our time in Cambodia. We only visited two places as we only had 5 days, Phnom Penh and Siem Reap. 5 days however was enough to make a huge impact and our stay here can only be described as an emotinal rollarcoaster....

Phnom Penh

Our first stop in Cambodia was to the capital, Phnom Penh and the bus journey there was well, pretty shit. The reason being that half of the bus was filled with everything bar the kitchen sink. What I mean by this was that once all the passengers were on the bus, the crew began to load the remaining seats with a stupid amount of poles, bags, boxes, dogs, cats, small children etc as well as about 20 tin containers full of petrol. One of these tins leaked everywhere and I spent the whole 8 hour journey thinking I was going to die in an oscar worthy explosion. Again I was so relieved to make it to the hotel in one piece...

Not too shabby for £2.80 a night eh? 

We had been told that there wasn't much to see in Phnom Penh so we weren't expecting much but I don't think this could be further from the truth. Infact, staying in this city was by far the most fascinating experience of my life. 

We booked a tuk tuk to take us to the Killing Fields of the Choeung Ek prison that were used during the Khmer Rouge communist party reign. I had a rough idea of what the Killing Fields were but what I discovered literally blew me away and will forever stay with me. 

I don't want to say too much about the audio tour because I feel that in order to truely understand the extent it is something you need to experience your self but basically, the Choeung Ek Killing Fields were one of three hundred killing fields based throughout Cambodia and they were used to store the bodies of the executed victims during the Khmer Rouge genocide between 1975 and 1979. Less than 40 years ago. 

Absolutely heart breaking. 

I had shivers the whole time and I am still struggling to comprehend. We visited the Genocide Museum after and the whole day was sobering. I would encourage everyone to research this part of history for themselves because if I was to tell you the facts and figures, I don't think you would believe me. 

If you are ever in Cambodia, make time for this. I can't emphasise it enough. It was just, wow. 

Siem Reap

The second place we visited was Siem Reap. Whilst there we visited the Angkor Watt Temple and it was breathe taking. And the fact it was used in the Lara Croft movie made it ten times cooler. Well that plus the load of monkeys that just casually stroll past you every so often...

It is bloody huge! We spent about two and a half hours walking around, discovering new areas and finding hundreds of good hidding spots. Why you ask? Because it would be the absolute best place in the world for a game of man hunt....duh!? If that isn't  your first thought process when you see it then you are officially boring and no fun. 

The admission price for one day to Angkor Watt is $20 so it is pretty steep but I would say it is worth going to. I have seen my fair share of temples since being in Asia but this is completely different from all the others. You can go and watch the sunrise and sunset over the temple too. The wheather was horrible when we went and too cloudy but I reckon it would worth getting up at 5am for. 

Oh and we also had some traditional Cambodian breakfast, BBQ pork and rice! 

Rice has officially taken over my life. Who would of known that a grain could have so much impact? 

Again I am gutted we couldn't of spent more time in Cambodia. The people were so welcoming and helpful and it would of been great to see more of it. The local Angkor beer also wasn't too bad at 50 Cent a pint! 

Now to demolish the hotel breakfast buffet before our flight. Keep following my Instagram account for daily workouts! I won't be blogging whilst I am away (will be too busy sunning myself, drinking Bloody Mary's and in a state of shock after watching a Ping Pong Show) but I am going to still keep working out and I hope you all will join in! 

Good Morning Vietnam!

Shameless Selfie Stick Snap! 

Okay, I'll admit it. Prior to going to Vietnam I really didn't know much about the country, in fact nothing at all. I was really just going because the boys were keen. It had never been a place I had ever imagined going to, however after spending two weeks here I can now safely say I think it is absolutely incredible and I hope this won't be my last visit.

After our long 30hr bus journey from Luang Prabang to Hanoi, we were so happy to get in to the hostel we had booked. Even if it was very basic with the shower literally over the toilet (no seriously you could shit, shower and shave all at once if you really wanted too...and I did). Stepping outside my first thoughts on Hanoi were that it was mental. Everytime you tried to cross the street you felt as if you were in the final round of Total Wipeout. There were scooters and cars everywhere coming and going in all directions, even on the pavements. We learnt that the best thing to do was to find a local family that were crossing, pretend to be the long lost milk mans wins and you would maybe stand a chance of survival. 

There isn't a huge deal to do in Hanoi. When we were there the city was hosting a Dragon Festival which was pretty cool. There were large colourful fabric dragons being paraded all around the street so that was exciting and a good laugh to dance along side to like a dickhead and there are also number of war museums that are interesting and worth a visit but that is really it. Oh, we did go to this water puppet show, famous throughout Vietnam that was all in Vietnamese so we didn't have a scooby what was going on but I am pretty sure the story was about this poor lad who couldn't catch a fish and then a bit of soft porn between two water dragons? Very moving. 

Even though there isn't much to see in Hanoi in terms of site seeing, I did recieve the best meal I have ever had there, at the night market for less than $2. It was in a 'restaurant' that didn't even have a name never mind a proper kitchen but maybe five or so large out door grills with 10-15 men frying and chucking pans around like crazy. We sat down on plastic seats and were served crispy noodles with beef....

Yes so it sort of looks like the food you used to make in cooking at school and feed to the birds on the walk home but honestly it was unreal. Like that good that you start making sex noises after every mouthful? And everything goes blurry and it's just you and the plate of food? Yeah, that good. 

Even though the craziness of Hanoi might not be to everyone's taste, I really liked it. It also serves the best local beer, another reason why I loved it.

Halong Bay

Ahhh Halong Bay, one if the reasons why I fell in love with Vietnam. This is an absolute must if you ever vist. We booked a 1 night/2 day cruise through our hotel for $100 per person and it was worth every penny. All your food is included, kayaking, swimming, cave tour, a visit to the pearl farm and you even got a karaoke party at night. I sang Sk8r Boi and I don't mean to blow my own trumpet but I think my head banging and air guitar impressed the other passengers - so much so that they avoided eye contact with me the next morning, probably because they were still in shock at the emotion and passion of the performance. Yeah that was definitely why...

The views from the cruise were absolutely amazing and kayaking was the best way to really see Halong Bay. I have never kayaked before and I only nearly cried twice when the current got strong so I am pretty much a professional now. Another thing to add to my CV along with Karaoke champ. 

The only thing about the Halong Bay excursion that I think could be improved on is the cave tour. I understand that it is a popular destination for tourists and things have had to be altered slightly but when you see actual plugs and sockets growing out of the rocks and a bins in the shape of boulders it sort of ruins your 'Indian Jones for a Day' fantasy.

Other than that, this was the highlight of my trip so far....

Hue, Hoi An & Da Nang

On our way to Hoi Chi Minh we decided to make a few stops on the way. We only had a couple of days in each place but it was great to see more remote areas like Hue and Hoi An. We visited the Imperial City in Hue, rode bikes in Hoi An (such a beautiful town, a must!), tasted our first Vietnamese coffee (addicted) and in the city of Da Nang we took scooters up to the Marble Mountains and Lady Buddha statue which had incredible views of the city, (okay so we rode on the back of our tour guides scooters after both myself and Rustin nearly drove the dam things in to walls on the practice run).

Globesquatting at the top of the Marble Mountains in Da Nang!

Hoi Chi Minh

The capital city is again constantly buzzing. Honestly there are just people forever sitting around on plastic chairs eating rice and noodles. The first thing we were told about Hoi Chi Minh when we arrived was that it was notorious for bag snatchers on mopeds. I have  been wanting to test out my self defence skills I learnt off the Miss Congeneality movie for years now anyway so I saw it as an opportunity more than a 'shitting my knickers' moment. 

However, much to my disappointment it was absolutely fine. If you're sensible and have a bum bag (ha to all you that bullied me for having one) there is no stress. 

In Hoi Chi Minh we visited the Cu Chi War Tunnels and it was pretty damn interesting. We got to go down in to the tunnels and crawl through them aswell as being able to shoot a M30 machine gun.... again, shat masel.

So yeah everyone should watch out now or I will 'bust a cap in yo ass', thats if I am not dead after somebody punching me in the head repeatedly for saying that. 

Overall Vietnam was awesome. There is so much history and so many things to do and see and my only regret is not having longer...and maybe for not explaining to the husband of that family  that we weren't actually the long lost kids of the milk man, would of probably avoided that street brawl. 

Now for Cambodia......

P.S - Oh and before I forget, here is an upper body workout for you all to try. Complete 50 reps of each exercise before moving on to the next and yet again.....

No equipment means NO EXCUSES! 

Enjoy!