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Our next stop was the old city, but first we had to get lunch. Everyone was understandably hungry; it had been a long hot morning wandering the historical sights. So...

I can't help but feel partly responsible for the unfortunate news in this article. Through galactic-sized Karma meets cosmic conscience, I've jinxed an entire nation. My...

To watch the news, catch up with friends on Facebook or even have a conversation with people back home. Everything seems to devolve into a political stance on masks,...

The Constant Epicurean, Ep. 161. Minh Mang - The Last Great Emperor of Việt Nam. In this edition, we travel to the burial city of the Emperor Minh Mạng.

We arrived at the Huế train station that still had the charm and old feel of colonial times. Save for the modern soda cases, brightly packaged candies and toys hanging...

After Ba Na the girls and I took a little time to relax. Settling into a couple of weeks of early school mornings, sunsets over the mountains and lots of tasty food. As...

It's been another amazing couple of weeks. We returned this morning, July 5, from an anniversary trip. It is almost unreal to think that it was a year ago that we sat...

The Constant Epicurean, Ep. 157, The Son of God and the Wars of Man. Tread lightly into this article. I dive deep into two museums that hit two very specific nerves for many. The life of Christ in his absent years, and the Vietnam War. You have been advised.

We exited the boat and the dock area and I took a few moments to decompress from the river scene. We headed down the river walk towards a beautiful park area at the...

Diem and I had arrived back in Saigon from Da Lat the night before. It is nice to be with the family again. But the swampy jungle heat of the river delta is just...

The house was a little slow to rise this misty mountain morning. The previous day's activities had caused deep sleep and I was the first to stir. I made a few calls home...

We rose relatively early to a house salaciously filled with cool and fresh mountain air. The home we were renting was tucked so tightly into its city nook that most of...