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.
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.
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!
Here are the rest of my pics from my Mekong Delta tour, as well as some of the people I met.
Before her internship ended here in HCMC, I got to interview my new Vietnamese-American friend staying in my building.
I’ve only been in my new place for about an hour, but it already seems to be quite an improvement. Here’s my place for the next 6 weeks.
Thanks to some mysterious workings of the internet, my blog posts here in VN take far longer than usual. That is, if it lets me post them at all.
I guess people do eat dogs here, but it’s not too common.
Some places you’d never go on your own. But then someone invites you along and you say, “Sure, why not. I have no Saturday plans.”
No more hostel! Moved into a room around the corner from work. But first, had to say bye to my trusty driver.
One of the last things I expected to find in Vietnam was Bob! Yet, here he is.
I may not have left the hostel until after noon, but I sure got a lot done today.
Living proof that one can find some cool Vietnamese hanging around the backpacker area.
Last Monday was so magical, it took me over a week just to sort it all out. And here it is! All sorted and magical.
Sophie’s from Jersey (not NJ) and Anders is from Denmark (not Sweden). They’re both staying at my hostel and here’s what they have to say about life.
A quick look at some of the stuff I’ve been eating for the past couple weeks here in Saigon.
Vietnam’s no shopper’s paradise, but if you need something while you’re here, no need to spend too much. $3.50 (70,000 VND) for a t-shirt is a start.