Wow! Am I impressed and completely surprised by Siagon. Since Jenny has already been here a few months early it is like have my own personal tour guide. Every time she sees something she knows she gets so excited and proud to show me. I imagine it is what it would be like if I took a friend to places in Nepal.
First, we booked a bus to go to the cu chi tunnels. However upon waking up at getting ready at 7 am we discovered the bus was full and we would have to go in the afternoon instead. We decided to do all the stuff in the city first. Jenny guided me everywhere.
The food here is amazing. We stopped at a bakery full of everything you could possibly imagine. I settled in a wheat flower shaped bagel fill with cream cheese. They had on advertisement a New Yorker Donut. Jenny got a crispy meat filled thing from a lady cooking on the side walk. It was delicious.
Our first stop was the war remnants museum. This was a hard one to swallow. If I thought the killing fields were bad this was worse. Being a citizen of the united states walking through this made it almost unbearable.
That is if it was unbiased. At first I was completely in shock. It made me feel horrible. Then people started to point out how the entire museum is almost comically biased. There is no organization to the place and no real information. The entire first floor is just pictures of any single protest in any country that was against the war. I understand it is honestly going to be biased and I need to just let the matter go.
The Agent Orange floor had much more of an impact. The walls were all painted in orange and featured picture upon picture of the destruction the chemical inflicted. It focused on the natural destruction as well as the effects on humans then and now. Close ups of human deformities that are still occurring plastered the walls. There were even fetuses displayed in jars. It was a sad sight.
Ill be honest that I do not know much about the facts on the war. But either way I know enough to say that in the end any type or death or destruction is a bad and sad thing. In this case it is still affecting people in Vietnam.
On the one floor there was an advertisement to see a show at the opera house. We knew that we would be cutting it close time wise since we were going to the tunnels but wante to go anyways. We hadn't seen the opera house yet s this would be a perfect way. The tickets were about pricey, around 28 dollars but the lady selling them showed us the wonderful reviews in trip adviser and we were sold.
The rest of the morning we spent walking around the other sights. We insisted the lost office and took turns taking picture in the phone booths. There was also tons of shopping. We visited the Notre Dame church but couldn't go in since it as closed. We went to the main market to shop around. The place is huge and sells anything you could imagine. The stalls are close together me some of the isles are a tight fit.
Before returning for the bus to the tunnels Jenny insisted we took a picture at a round about. I didn't understand until I saw it. Jenny you are crazy!!!!! There are hundreds of motorbikes swerving around and she wants us to cross it to get picture.
The point of this is what you may ask? Solely to say you crossed the road.
Just as Jenny taught me I step into the traffic. I take a few more steps and then a few more. Before I know it I'm in the middle of huge traffic swerving around me. I must have lost my mind! But it is the Vietnamese way so I continue only sure enough the traffic parts and makes way for my body as they continue in their path.
It is amazing how great of drivers these people are. Their spacial awareness is amazing. Totally opposite of what the stereotype is back in the US! Huh Becca Wong?
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