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The Domestication of Time
It had become apparent that my time in Vietnam was going to be, at least for the moment, indefinite. The local people’s council was not making my ability to secure our proper documents an easy task by any means. I had secured our apartment on a day to day basis and taking full advantage of our extended time together, Diễm and I settled into a wonderful routine of daily walks to the mart, trips to the market and dinner at home most evenings.… continue reading
The Land of the Red Stamp
Everything in Vietnam is stamped in red, an endless conveyor built of bureaucracy bathed in blood. The blood of the red stamp. Paperwork, handwritten ledgers, massive books holding the information of all the citizenry in which it upholds. A red stamp on a grocery receipt that denotes it’s been paid.… continue reading
The Honeymoon
After an incredible evening we retired to the apartment where the floor had erupted into quite a flat party. The festivities carried on into the wee hours of the night. Over the course of the evening guests came and went. So I took some time preparing a few treats for our rotating circle of friends on the floor.… continue reading
The Wedding Festivities
What an incredible process. Primarily fun and new and exciting, somewhat bureaucratic and painful. Traditionally in Vietnam, the wedding photos come well before the ceremony. This is done for many reasons. One, I’m assuming, is that no one buys dresses here as it is an exorbitant and excess purchase.… continue reading
A Letter From The Editor
Where do I begin? This is less of an editorial and more of a thank you letter. A thank you letter to all who have ever graced my life in one way or another. An unconventional acknowledgement to all those that have at one time or another made an indelible enough impression in my mind to make mention of here.… continue reading
Tom, Jerry and the Mallrats.
A Sleepless Night With Cúp Điễn
The Night Markets and Returning To Hội An
The Goldilocks Effect.
It’s tough enough that the indochina peninsula has been a sweltering jungle symbol for heat and frustration for decades, but couple that with historic heights of the thermometer in recent months and what your left with is a place even the indigenous don’t want to wander outside in.… continue reading
The Cold Shower I So Desire
Da Nang: Return to the City of Bridges
It has been a few days since I arrived back in Da Nang and I must say it is a much different place than I left some four months ago. I was fortunate back in January and February to experience Da Nang and most of Vietnam in a mild spell of “winter”, if one can call any place and time in indochina such a word as winter.… continue reading