April 7, 2005
Sumatra
Sara in Sumatra
April 4, 2005
To Singapore
Leaving Michael waving at the hotel window is hard. He’s heading back home in the morning and I’m on to Indonesia through Singapore. Customs is a breeze getting out of Vietnam, here they x-ray the bags but there is no one looking at the monitors. Oh well.
Reading the International
April 1, 2005
Reuinification Palace
April 1, 2005
later that same day
In Vietnam, they call it “the American War.” Tonight 1300 teachers, mostly American, Canadian, British and Australian ex-pats came together for a reception at the Reunification Palace. This building is next door to the former US Embassy, the bunker atop which sat the infamous helipad where the last chopper took off in April of
April 1, 2005
Dragon dancers opening conference
April 1, 2005
don’t laugh at me
Peter Yarrow leads off the conference talking about his recent visit to a home for children disabled by Agent Orange. He sings the songs that helped to rally a nation of protesters to say to the commercial war machine, “stop it,” and to finally be heard. A demarcation line winds through the audience
April 1, 2005
Motorbikes in Ho Chi Minh – notice the little girl in front bike on left – we saw families of 4 on these things.
April 1, 2005
A Lexus and a women on bicycle in Ho Chi Minh
April 1, 2005
Coming in for a landing
“You are missing a lot of great stuff out there.” Michael to me as we taxied across the airport grounds of Ho Chi Minh airport, me with my head resolutely stuck in my book. Concrete, bunker type hangers lined up are not big enough for commercial jets, presumably for fighter jets. Rows
March 31, 2005
Good and bad
Tuesday we are scheduled to take a bike trip through another part of town, but the trip doesn’t start until 1PM. Because of jet lag (or is it jet start?) we are out of bed at 5 AM, go for a swim and hit the streets. This trip begins miles from our hotel