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| Next stop on the Vietnam tour was the beach city of Hoi An. Whoever art directed this place is a genius. |
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| At one point it occurred to me: "I'm usually on the other side of this ocean." Could you see me waving? |
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| For reasons I am still unclear on, Vietnamese beach trash receptacles are shaped like penguins. Eat my garbage, Happy Feet! |
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| On a scooter tour of the countryside, we got to see a woman who makes zillions of rice crackers in her home. |
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| She dries them out on the porch like laundry. |
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| For now: lovable pets. Later on: Bún Thịt Nướng. |
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| I can't remember if this was tea or something stronger... like snake wine. Or gasoline. |
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| The tour guide was delighted when I told him that I had a scooter in college, and encouraged me to take the wheel for awhile. |
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| Considering the hyper aggressiveness of Vietnamese motorists, the caption of this photo easily could have been "Died trying to drive a Vespa in Vietnam." |
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