Half-year ramblings (Part 3)

I call Vietnam the land of the rising sun. Not because it’s developed and hi-tech like Japan, but rather it’s LITERALLY the land of the rising sun. It gets so bloody bright so bloody early in the morning that when I get up at 6am and I can barely open my eyes.

The locals don’t seem to mind however. Even before I open my eyes, they are already out on the streets, putt-putting on their motorbikes and sitting on street corners eating their beloved French loaf with paté or beef noodles.

It’s all good. I’m used to their early to bed, early to rise, early to work, even earlier to leave work style (I swear, some of the government agencies stop work at 4pm and their weekends begin at Friday lunch). Unfortunately however, meetings are not something they like to turn up early for. Rubber time, as we used to call it in the Army.

Now I’m generalizing here so please don’t bust my balls if you happen to be a Vietnamese who chanced across my blog. Look! I put up some photos of your beautiful country below…


I stay in the building in the background, just next to the "Notre Dame church"


Engine go putt-putt...


Temporary breakfast setup on the pavement

There you go, Part 3 of my half-year ramblings - seems like everything comes in trilogy these days.