sai-gone

So Paul and I spent all day yesterday in the big park in Saigon. It has really beautiful trees all in a grid, and each one has a number painted on it. We sat in the 128-36 section and read books and Paul drew pictures. Of course after about half an hour of sitting still, we were approached by various people asking us where we were from and how much did we love Vietnam etc. One boy (very trendy lookin) stole Paul's trendy hat and sat there smoking cigarettes and drinking iced coffee. After about and hour of his company we gathered that he didn't know a word of English. Another boy was an English student and needed to borrow our pen. His name is Thau (will check spelling later) and is planning on getting a job as a translator. He spent all afternoon chatting with us about things and stuff. He said he was meeting up with a friend who was from Korea, and asked us if we wouldn't mind meeting him too so he can practice his English pronunciation. This guy's name was Alex (not ...