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... have to be created. Not impossible but many obstacles. We will need to talk as a group to see what the next steps will be.
Secondly, we talked about doing something that would make their lives better. The discussion centered on a location in one of the villages that had a ferry crossing that took too much time and effort to get across. So, a bridge across the small river seamed like a good idea.
Again building a ...
... faded French colonial and modern. Visited Saigon museum with interesting and unusual water puppet show where the puppeteers operate in the water behind a screen! Excellent lunch with Vietnamese music and dance at Windsor hotel, also visited French post office and Notre Dam cathedral as well as an ancient Chinese Temple and finally a lacquer factory and shop with beautiful items of which we purchased some souvenirs. Fish & Chips in ...
... into clam farms. Whirligigs oxygenate the pools like fallen down windmills and the smell remained, we didn't stop. We followed our noses to thousands of tiny fish laid out on hundreds of netted boards drying in the sun. They stretched road to beach and were being turned by hand by just four workers. I presume they're are covered and uncovered every time the clouds burst by the same four. The process takes most of the day and once dried they head to the fish sauce factories and ...
... with a little trepidation as they were billed as "today's answer to the Andrews Sisters!" It was ok but their outfits made it bearable ;-) I'm sure the Andrews Sisters didn't wear basques? If I was 25 years older it would have been great ;-) Crows nest for a pint then to the cabin for a cheap bottle of wine ;-) quite palatable really :-) Tired tonight, had two really good days but ready for buddy Bo's ;-) Vietnam has been really good, and our 53rd country. A ...
... Saigon. Today, the name of this
bustling metropolis on the Mekong River is Ho Chi Minh City. Yet, the
essence of the city, a major trading center since the 18th century,
remains unchanged. The air is filled with the cries of street hawkers
and honking horns. Swarms of motorbikes buzz down the crowded streets
balancing every sort of cargo imaginable—from clinging families to coops
of live chickens. And everywhere, friendly ...