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Breakfast Offers a Brief History lesson and a trip to Temple.

It was the 8th of February, and I had Three full days left in Vietnam. I had planned to relax some while spending my last week in Da Nang, but Diem had this way of suggesting we go out for breakfast or coffee, and I’d find myself on another incredible adventure.… continue reading

The Lady of the Sea.

I have had some computer issues in my last days in Vietnam. This was mainly due to some adapter problems. To be honest, I probably could have found an adapter, but I had been so consumed by life in the young and prosperous city by the sea to be too concerned with it.… continue reading

Home.

I haven’t been writing lately. I haven’t been taking as many photographs or focusing on the journey. I’ve been too busy living. Sometimes, the world is better seen through an unobstructed view. I have seen some beautiful places, and yes, I took some pictures in my last week in Vietnam.… continue reading

I Thought the War had Ended; Lunar New Years Eve.

I was rocked awake by what seemed like a massive explosion right outside my bedroom window. As my mind recoiled back from the land of slumber, it began firing on all cylinders cataloging possibilities and scenarios. A second explosion shook me even more, and then reality finally coalesced in my thoughts.… continue reading

A Conversation About Food 2: The Duality of Consumption and the Lure of the Jungle.

I wrote in my earlier entry about the food and what I had discovered. What I wrote was only part of the picture. It’s a far more complicated and layered reality than I had originally expected. I had not ventured into the jungle when I wrote part one of this story, but in a way, I think it’s fitting that it’s structured this way, partly because of the duality aspect.… continue reading

I Could Not Have Imagined

I awoke from my jungle nap sometime around 4. I had, at this point, given up on keeping up with things as trivial as time. A handful of things were important here: was it day or night, was it time to eat, had an appropriate amount of time passed yet for a bath, and where was the coffee?… continue reading



The Nameless Sleepy Village

I was awoken by the roosters, almost coughing out their morning crows. They struggled, it seemed, to outperform their neighbors. It was keeping up with the Jones’ poultry style, and it would not fade until well after sunrise. Everyone here had animals, and with the exception of the pigs, most were allowed to roam.… continue reading


Kim Phúc and The Real Highway to Hell. (Please be advised this post contains images that may not be suitable for some people, Viewer discretion is advised.)

I want to take a moment to share a bit of something about Vietnam that some of you may remember, and some may have never known. It involves Vietnamese Route 1. A coastal road that runs like the nation’s backbone from its north to its south.… continue reading