After many complaints from Cleo, the day finally comes the pool! Despite some fears of rain, we took a taxi driver, very nice, does not believe that Anna and May are half Vietnamese and half French.
The traditional photo pool, with Anna, Cleo and Sinh
Sinh serves as a means of locomotion (a little slow ) Anna
Then Anna gave way to Cleo ...
The Miss Saigon
I was also asked to write an essay on Saigon, so here is a sketch here:
Ho Chi Minh City. Saigon. The intrepid. For the Khmer, the city is still called 'Prey Nokor' city forest, though it no longer resembles the 'city of the moped. " These scooters, which spin around the streets of the largest, most narrow alleys, trace their path, and as their numbers never seem to stop. The honking fly from both sides of the lesser slowdown, and this silencing seems endless, a horn leads to another. Drivers, each more clever than each other, cleverly avoiding the hawkers, tourists careless natives crossing the road, while retaining their amazing speed.
For a scooter, Saigon looks like this:
For a pedestrian, it opposed it, the vision is more global, the mass is compact:
The city gives the feeling of choking itself. Many use a mask breathing on their scooter, protect hands with gloves sometimes going back to the shoulder, and this added to helmets, passengers and packages various and varied, making the mass more dense, thus reinforcing the coast of choking the city. Not to mention the pollution and humidity of the city, which makes it very difficult to live. Pedestrians are rare, cross the street is not accessible to the first comer, without a teacher for the first time, it is almost impossible. Know the basic rules (move very slowly, watch the drivers in the eye, let the car ("I have a car" = "I am rich" = "Let me pass, bumpkins "), when one is more, form a line parallel to the road), and gain confidence, which is not always easy.
night, the city calm, the heart Ryhme Saigon falling. Viets The return home, quiet as night fell, and here, night falls quickly! Cleo notes the very seyants Viets pajamas, worn around the city, I note (a Again, it's hearing) the sound of TV and radio stayed on, bars, karaoke, street vendors discs, but much less motorbike and car horns.
Photos of the pool by May, texts and other pictures by Sinh
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