Vietnam

A Buddhist monk chilling on his motorcycle in the park, while talking on his cell phone.

To say that Vietnamese culture is diverse and complex is to understate how incomprehensible it can be to a foreigner. I’ve been in country a year and a half, and I still feel like a newcomer. Will I ever understand this country? Possibly not, but I doubt that I will ever stop wanting to.

At the impromptu coffee shop that some lady sets up on the sidewalk every morning.

My spellcheck doesn’t think that’s a word. But I don’t know what else to call it. Early this morning, the moon was going down while the sun was coming up. The moon was setting while the sun was rising. So it’s a moonset, right?

5:46 am today.

A made-up holiday that I can get excited about!

Can’t quite put my finger on it, though.