Time to Stop Ducking Around
By
this point in time we have settled into a routine. Wake up, stumble around till
you look presentable, run to the breakfast room to avoid the lack of air
conditioner in the hallway and play a Vietnamese roulette to decide what you
are having for breakfast.
That
day we had an urban planning development seminar and learned that the people
here are much better at driving than those in the states, maybe this means I
should get a motorcycle (DAD). And then language lessons began again. This is
probably the only time in my entire life that hello and good bye were the most
difficult parts of the conversation.
Then
we rode to our first company of the trip PHU MY HUNG. Even though I did my
pre-departure project on them there was still a lot that I didn’t know about
it. For example they are constructing a utopian society, no big deal. Also we
saw the traveling duck that came to Pittsburgh, so that was fun.
Later
that night we had dinner with some of the Vietnamese students, classic Pho-n.
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