Dear Boss, I got kidnapped by a Vietnamese Russian mafia....

So I am here in a beach town called Nga Trang in Vietnam sipping on a coconut. Some how I've found myself signing up for a PADI Scuba Diving Certification course. Silly me. This is suppose to be a vacation and now I'm doing quizzes and a final exam along with three days of intensive diving practice. Geez, what did I get myself into?

On my second day of diving, I had a nice conversation with a nice young man and he said he was heading to DaLat(a beautiful honeymoon destination) along with his tour group. He wondered if I wanted to join him. I asked how much was the tour to DaLat and he says I don't have to pay, just join him. He gave me his card and told me to call him when I get a chance.

The young man was an expat who spent 15 years in Russia. He and his family now runs a hotel and travel agency in Nga Trang.

Later on, in speaking with my sister and cousin, I asked what they thought of the idea since they both were planning to head to Dalat the same day. Little sis told me that the nice man was probably going to sell me to the black market and little cousin told me that he wanted to be more than friends, especially at such a romantic destination keke.

In the meantime, I'm figuring out how I am going to write to my boss...an excuse for me to stay longer and enjoy beach time...

Dear Boss,

I am in Nga Trang, a beach resort in Vietnam. I'm going to have to delay my plans on coming back to work....I am now kipnapped by a Vietnamese-Russian Mofia and will be sold to the sex trade market in Russia ...or force to be a Go Go dancer at some remote location in Vietnam....

Hmmm, think he would buy that? Anyways, more beach time for me! Yipeeee!!!