The relationship between local Vietnamese here and Viet Kieu in the US is nuanced, complicated and something I’ll only vaguely know as an outsider. But I know enough to know that I maybe shouldn’t wear this shirt in the US.
After 2+ months of research, here are my 6 theories on why Vietnam visitors are so polarized.
The deer, the wolf, the tiger and the owl: A local’s honest thoughts on Western expats here in HCMC, Vietnam.
Sophie swooped in on her motorbike and picked me up from work. A friend of mine called us “Hello Kitty’s Angels” because of my shirt.
When we Americans hear “Vietnam” we think “the War”. This does not happen the other way around.
If I wait until I’m in a good mood to blog again, you may not hear from me for awhile. Here I am trying not to complain too badly and to just make it through the next 7 days.
It’s Saturday, January 19th and half my postcards STILL haven’t made it to America, after being mailed on the 2nd. Hopefully some will arrive today. (Did you get yours today??)
No words, just pics. All taken today, from morning-wakey to evening-sleepy.
My best attempt at a fair, comprehensive, informative response to the popular 2007 blog post “Reasons To Hate Vietnam.”
Whatever it is, I don’t think it’s good…
I realize I’m about a year late to this particular meme party. Better late than never (right?) Look what I made just for YOU!
From ’73–’75, Jeff was an orphan at An Lac, just 5 minutes from where I’m staying here in HCMC. Now a 39-year old teacher in Florida, he shares some of his mixed and evolving feelings about his past and future.
Here’s a Friday slice of life. Bon Appétit!
How a tofu breakfast lady lost a repeat customer over 10¢.
My New Year’s Eve consisted of a tuna sandwich, an erroneous Brit, a bold IM, a different kind of swastica and walking through someone’s bedroom to get to it all. And pics! I have pics!
After my touristy Mekong Delta tour, I took a 3-hour bus to TraVinh to meet my coworker, Nhüng, near her hometown. I will not miss this bus.
I dug this silly pic up from 2002, when I lived in North Carolina. It represents me last Sunday when, for a few minutes, I became someone’s idea of a typical American.
Here are the rest of my pics from my Mekong Delta tour, as well as some of the people I met.
Here’s my full review of my Mekong Delta Tour. My advice to anyone planning a tour: keep your expectations as low as the price.
Merry Christmas Eve!! Here’s a quick post from the road in Mekong Delta. First a tour, then hanging out in Nhung’s hometown.