i want to ride my tricycle

Ended up being peddled around the streets of Sai Gon in some tricycle taxi where I (as passenger) was placed in something like a recumbent cushioned chair in the front basket, where i was projected by the driving standing behind me into streams of moving traffic - miraculously only once was I crashed into another vehicle (a pedal bicycle). Arriving at the Indian Consulate (the main task of the day) I found no trouble in getting admitted and between 2 and 4 Vietnamese consular staff happy to spend an hour or so occasionally telling me facts such as "here is how much to pay" or asking me to write down the serial numbers of all my banknotes on a bit of paper. All this being completed, and some more time being waited, I was shown into another office, where between 2 and 3 Indian consular staff chatted about where I was from, read my application for, took the piss out of my passport photograph, came up with random places in india and demanded to know why I wasn't going to visit those on my six week tour, and eventually expelled me back into the world with wishes of a good weekend.