now experiencing the fragrant aroma of saigon
The lady on the Honda ordered sweet and sour pork to go. The cook dropped a piece of cooked pork, which lay on the ground for a few minutes. The owner subtly picked up the meat and lay it on top of the evening’s lettuce. That piece went first into the to-go bag, followed by most of the rest of the pork. A couple pieces saved to offer with rice to the gods – better not the one that fell on the ground!
Two girls in bikinis dance atop three Hondas, celebrating Vietnam’s win against Singapore in the SEA Games Football semi-finals.
Yesterday, Vietnam beat Cambodia to advance to the semifinals. This is the scene directly outside my bedroom window, looking down on Tran Phu street at midnight last night. I was finally able to get to sleep around two o’clock, but awakened before six o’clock this morning by a marching brass funeral band.
Cossing Nguyen Trai Street last night. There was more traffic than usual because Vietnam beat Cambodia and is headed to the semifinals next week.
Here’s view from my window last night. This is the street I must cross to get to the rib shop. Music is “Flight of the Bumblebee” performed by Rockapella.
Zoe loves her new helmet, and refuses to leave the house without it.
I dropped the Honda off at the paint shop this afternoon, bringing closer its transformation into a Press Cub, a model sold in Japan specifically for early-morning newspaper delivery. It’s being painted Nissan Yellowish Green Pearl Metallic, and will be ready on Wednesday to begin reassembly. More photos on Facebook.
Zoe and Helen share a chicken bone at a barbecue at Sang’s place.
We celebrated Truc’s twenty-second birthday with spaghetti and snails. Bao is a fussy eater – he wouldn’t touch the spaghetti.
