Your words have painted a beautiful picture of Viet Nam and its people. I just may have to go with my husband on his trip there next week.
Thank you so much.
My daughter went back with me this year. She loved it. We stayed with my friends and the hostess determined that my daughter had not been properly raised and proceeded to teach her how to go to market, wash clothes, etc. my only interaction with the authorities derived from my staying in a “poor” man’s house instead of a hotel. They could not understand that. They followed me around some. I bought one of them coffee when I spotted him going into a cafe. He was embarrassed but wanted to talk. The army uniforms are the strangest shade of green there is. You can’t get it on film unless you develop your own. The labs will always “correct” it.
My daughter calls Vietnamese army green “bright olive drab.”
Viet Nam is one place in the world where a young lady from Boston can travel alone, ride the buses, walk narrow streets, etc, safely. Much safer than Boston.