Here is my previous journal on this trip
[link] . I decided to start a new journal and talk more on what happen during the trip.
So I arrived in VN around midnight. It was such a different world there. Cars and trucks are equally present but largely out numbered by motorcycles. The huge diff was how crowded it was. Everyone is honking everywhere. Motorcycles are all over. And every house seems to be selling something, but most of them were little restaurants with little tables and chairs.
About 2hrs drive, I arrived at my home for the next several days and we slept for the night. Finally a bed that isn't vibrating or moving up and down. And this bed I don't have to rest on my buns nor do I have to curl my legs because there is not much leg room. It's not as comfortable as my own bed but after 18hrs plane ride, a flat bed is heavenly. LOL
It was like I had never seen it before. For the first time I woke up with a golden sun brightly shine through the window curtains. I open my room door and I felt the morning heat and the bright golden sun. First thought came to my mind was "So this is how morning looks like".
(gotta go.. I'll update this with lots more detail... no save to draft in here)
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Update.. ha ha ha.. I know I haven't done it for a long time but better late than never right?

Anyway.. the few things I notice in Vietnam that is different than here are the people. They are much closer. You see kids playing and friends riding bicycle together. Some even holding hands when riding side by side. Even what look like a younger smaller brother sitting on the driver seat on the bicycle while the bigger sister sitting in the passenger seat in the back with her legs paddling. I didn't know it is possible to do it like that. Learn something new everyday. hahaha
They may be poor, but just by seeing what they r doing you can tell that they have something we American don't, CLOSENESS.
On my third day there, we were heading home when there was an accident ahead. Traffic slowly moving and when we were passing the scene of the accident I saw a bus parked on the side with the emergency light blinking while a motorcycle all banked up with two body laid flat on the ground motionless and darn pool around him. It was dark but I am very sure that was blood. I was told that this happen almost daily and usually it is at night when car/bus/truck don't see the motorcycle. Just make me think how fragile our life is. JUST LIKE THAT.
The big event that I was expecting finally came. New Year. It is the BIGGEST event in Asia. They work the entire year and this is their only holiday. They get the entire month off to go home to be with their family. Some have their family in the country while they come into the city for work. So this is their one and only chance to go home to be with their wife and kids. Can you imagine sleep/eat/live in your work for the entire year without seeing your family? I know I can't.
The only thing I don't like about being there is the weather. The heat and humid really got to me that by the second week I became ill. It is like a fever. Just 2 bottles of IV and I am back on my feet.
When coming back to the US, I felt... lonely. No honking cars 24/7, no people yelling on the road.
I know I left out a lot but many of it cannot be describe. Only being there you will feel it. The little details.