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Electrified Jungle Vines, Gecko House Guests, Rodents Crashing The Dinner Party and other Curiosities in the Land of the Dragon People.

It’s hard to describe some of the things I’ve seen and experienced here in Vietnam, and thank God for giving us technology. The imagery of what I’m about to explain will be reinforced by the pictures that have illustrated my vantage point.… continue reading

The Four Americans.

I awoke again before the sun was up, not an unusual habit for me, even back home. I did my typical morning bathroom routine and felt very refreshed after the long expedition of yesterday. I made a simple breakfast, sat down on the patio with my coffee, and made some calls home.… continue reading

A Conversation About Food.

This conversation had to happen, so pull up your chair and listen closely. We’ll probably move around a lot, so try to stay with me. Vietnam is a land not for the squeamish. If sanitation is your thing, then for an entry visa, you need not apply.… continue reading

Zen And The Art Of Balancing Anything And Everything On A Motorbike.

Now that I’ve gotten the boring statistical data I find fascinating out of the way, let us talk about the reality, that is, life on two wheels. You can not imagine the amount of ingenuity that is created by the persuasive power of necessity.… continue reading

Reaching Pandora and The Cove That Time Forgot.

I awoke early as the sun had not risen yet. We had to get on a bus pretty early, and I was going to prepare our breakfast. I found some bacon at the grocery store and made Diem and me a more traditional American breakfast.… continue reading

The Future Is Bright and The Grocery Store

Hanoi was a city of many faces, each massive Burrow with its unique feel and character. The apartment was more on the extremity in the northeast end of the city. The tight-knit crisscrossing colonial spiderweb of organized chaos and jungle vistas was now replaced by broad avenues and a more structured grid-style layout.… continue reading

The Man, The Myth and his Museum.

As we fell upon the gift shops and restaurants that often accompany any historical site, it was time for a snack. Diem brought me a cup filled with sweetened black rice topped with tangy yogurt. I gobbled up my offering as I walked around the gardens of the government complex.… continue reading