In the heart of the backpackers district, giant spiders weave their webs, waiting to trap and devour unsuspecting Che-Guevera-t-shirt-wearing Scandinavians.
The prequel to Snakes in a Plane: Snakes in a Rice Wine Bottle. This is the only time you'll see Vietnamese rice wine sold in glass containers. Normally you'll see it in what appear to be re-used plastic water bottles, selling for 60 cents. Probably stirred in a cauldron by witches in a jungle somewhere. I tried some and it dissolved my gall bladder.
After drinking a bottle of the snake wine, I began to hallucinate that I was fighting alongside the fashionably attired Viet Cong.