It's been a happy New Year so far, we had 2 bits of luck early. First, we got a minibus from Vung Tau to Saigon right at our door, didn't have to find a bus station. (Insert very rough 2-hour bouncing pot holes ride here.) Second, we could walk to our new digs even in the extreme heat of midday, again avoiding the search trauma of a new city. There is a bit of skyline highrise visible, but mostly a jumble of narrow storefronts and crazed motorbike revelers. Can you find Pat leaning out the window?
Another nice bit of
luck is a huge city park right across the kamikaze street. Rows of displays and
booths by day ---- the government is still pushing military strength --- and
family pix by the orchids. But after dark it became a wonderland of lights and
celebration. Right beside each other were the 2 main Vietnamese art
forms:over-the-top Chinese Opera, and magical water puppets. Camp and fun,
respectively.
Wouldn't you know
it is also the World Culinary Festival! Booths offered tastes of everything
from Mexican tamales to German bratwurst to New Zealand ice cream to Indonesian
ristaffel. As it turned out, we already had eaten Italian, with a proudly mixed
Vietnamese/Cambodian/Chinese waiter. We've landed in a great travelers' hood
and we're jumping into the swirling chaos on Tham Street.
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