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Friday, March 12th, 2010

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Friday March 12 Saigon

Friday, March 12th, 2010

Today I went to some of my favorite Saigon sites to take photographs just in the case that I have lost the ones I took in January off the hard drive.

My friend Mike of “Saigon Then and Now”, former owner of Vien Dong in Tacoma,¬†gave me one of the new bright yellow polo shirts his crew wears in the restaurant. Then they had me serve a table of a German couple who spoke little or no English and tied on one of the waiter’s aprons. Everyone got a good laugh out of it when I removed the shirt I was wearing.

Just had a beer with a Macedonian-Australian, Yani, who teaches English here. He explained to me a lot more of the Balkan history, the area I will be spending time in on my way to the Black Sea, down the Danube. Talked my ear off but I did learn a lot. Next to him sat a Polish German bus driver from Duisburg, who did not speak any English and we used my German and his Italian, since Yani and the Duisburger both know about as much Italian as I do, to keep a conversation going. This watering hole is a French hang out, so I had my immersion for the day.

I am still waiting to hear from my favorite travel agent to know when and how I can get back to the West Coast. I’ve got three days left on my Visa.