Just moments after discovering a convenient valium outlet in Indonesia, I've found a little treasure trove in my own backyard.
Hollywood has given addiction to painkillers and tranquillisers a bad rap and I want no part of it. (The rap, that is.)
Never one to pass a chemist without checking to see what's available, I popped in to the pharmacy next to R's mini mart for a snoop.
I asked for Stilnox. She offered valium. I asked for 20 tablets and avoided looking at her mouth: she is my gift horse and I know the rules.
A subsequent visit to the same chemist produced 100 valium, 60 "Stil-lux" and 100 panadeine forte for about $20.
Imagine the unnecessary tattoos I can get whilst under the influence of all this stuff! Or riding my motorbike through someone's front door. Possibly even being found on someone's doorstep or in their back yard, disoriented with twigs in my hair.
Vietnam is going to force me to like it. Or at the very least, tolerate it. With tranquility.
