HCM is a bit insane to be honest, it seems to be half the size of Bangkok with twice the people, and everyone seems to be in a huge rush. The traffic here makes New York City look like Bellingham, with each step off the sidewalk feeling like a well rehearsed dance, narrowing missing sudden death by inches. It all seems to work though, and after about a day, the frogger-esk nature of crossing the street becomes a bit more natural. Two pieces of advise; have a few beers to loosen up and follow a local across the street, the older the better. They seem to know what they're doing.