First week in Vietnam

I am sitting in a bar on Long Beach in Phu Quoc, the hidden island paridise about 50km off the mainland of Vietnam in the Gulf of Thailand, the sun is shining and the sea is warm but it is not all plain sailing! I have been trravelling on my own for a week now and it is fair to say that it is not as easy as I thought it would be. My arrival in Ho Chi Minh City was fine and during my first few days there I made a number of particularly good friends with whom I travelled into the mekong delta. I think it is fair to say that we did the delta justice as we took in the famous floating markets and spent many an hour travelling up and down the beatuiful, if not dirty, river. From the town of Can Tao I travelled alone to the particularly grim town of Rach Gia from where I would take a boat the next morning to the island. Although not particularly stressful or problematic I suddenly found myself feeling very alone which was much harder than I thought it would be. However, one snorkelling trip around the islands off the south coast fo Phu Quoc later and I have company again, my new friend and i will be travelling back to HCMC together on tueday morning from where I plan to head north to discover what the rest of vietnam has to offer.
Until then I have 2 days of hardcore chilling out to do on what can only be descirbed as one of the most beautiful beaches that I have ever seen..