Sunday, March 25, 2018
Best Friend
Like any typical night in Saigon, whenever I am in town, my best friend would always pick me up and drive me around through districts–where surprises never cease to amaze me. We could talk forever but time would usually spoil it. And before we knew it, it was already midnight. And none of us are night owls.
Commuting in Saigon
Of all the countries I have lived in, Saigon city is one of the most comfortable places to commute. I don’t find it here so complicated or stressful despite congestion. Today, I hopped on a public bus all the way to another province for two and half hours. And guess what? It was a very cheap fare–for only eighty cents.
A Beautiful Culture
Playing around with my co-teachers during the ceremony, but do not get us wrong because we do respect and value a beautiful culture. These photos were taken on the second day of the wedding ceremony. It always brings me joy to immerse with the locals–in a short walk–in a gift’s parade to the house of the bride.
Sacrifice
These photos portray more than meets the eye–a sacrifice–when walled classrooms weren’t just enough. Were it not for selflessness of every kind person who touched my life tremendously, I wonder if I could do the same. Many count successes, others collect gains, and the rest gather riches while a few simply tick memories. From the fruit of one’s sacrifice, never I thought would spring up a legacy.
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