My sleep pattern is still a little messed up with the 12 hour time difference. Just like when Sheila and I were here 2 years ago, I awoke at 3 AM, and stayed up for half an hour before dozing off again. It was drizzling… Read More
This evening I ventured west from the hotel to a place known as Chicken Street. I didn’t see so many tourists walking out there, although there were some Australian travelers sitting down to dinner. Chicken Street is a small street or alley. In the evening… Read More
Every now and then, when I least expect it, Tuffy P’s wedding dress makes a special guest appearance. The first time was on our honeymoon as we were getting ready for a 2 mile hike to La Manche in Newfoundland. There she was, wearing hiking… Read More
Ho Chi Minh City (or Saigon as the locals still call it) features a seemingly unrelentless onslaught of urban pressure. Hustle, bustle, traffic, horns honking without rest. Did I mention the motorbikes? Then we stumbled into this little parkette, an oasis offering not just a… Read More
Although I awoke this morning with cold symptoms, I quickly started to feel more and more human as the morning passed. This is day 7 or 8 of my man-cold/jet-lag stew. I have tai chi class this evening and I think I’ll be OK to… Read More
This octopus is in District 1, Ho Chi Minh City AKA Saigon. There is nothing halfway about this city.
I haven’t traveled outside of North America a whole lot and I’ve never been to Asia at all, but Tuffy P and I are planning a trip to Vietnam in the not-to-distant future, so we both trundled off to a clinic to get whatever vaccinations… Read More