Thursday, July 24, 2008
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Floating Market at Can Tho
All the heavy boat traffic went by the market leaving the market bobbing around a bit more, but still floating.
This is the pop dispenser boat...
The laundry boat - or at least laundry day on the boat
I know you can't tell from the picture, but these guys were tossing watermelons from the mother ship into the rowboat two at a time at a pretty rapid pace. Fun to watch, but I didn't see any get smashed ... or even fall in the river.
A lot of the boats had these bamboo poles with samples of the produce they were selling tied up on them. Good advertising - assuming that pumpkin doesn't fall off and clock somebody!
Friday, July 11, 2008
And by the way ...
I have moved to Ho Chi Minh City. More rain, more people, more high rise buildings, more noise, more sweet food... Among the things occupying my mind since coming down here is the southern Vietnamese accent. I had the amusing experience the other day of someone telling me that my Vietnamese accent was very good, but that she still couldn't understand me! It goes back to the inherently arbitrary notion of a 'proper' accent. Today someone compared the northern and southern Vietnamese accents to someone speaking the Queen's English in, say, Alabama. I wouldn't want to push that comparison very far, but it is true that in southern Vietnamese the vowels tend to stretch out and mix together in surprising ways, and the remaining sounds are apparently optional!
Anyway, my first post from Saigon has nothing really to do with crowds or the local accent.
A few photos from Giac Lam Pagoda.
Wednesday, July 02, 2008
Creme de la Rue
Snapshot from the other day in Hanoi. At the Italian ice cream place on Ho Hoan Kiem, I am eating something delicious and practicing my Vietnamese by way of explaining the best methods to study English to the girls serving ice cream who know how to say, "How can I help you?" and not much more. A lady and her daughter come and buy some ice cream, tourists. An old woman walks by, begging. The daughter convinces her mother, in 4 seconds, to buy another ice cream and promptly delivers it to the beggar. The old lady sort of nods slightly and ambles down the street, the ice cream cone dangling nearly upside-down, while the little girl is frantic about the impending waste of a good ice cream cone. I think the old lady took one lick before the ice cream fell, and continued holding the cone. The donor recovered quickly (as little girls eating ice cream are prone to do) and moved on. Presumably the old lady did the same.
Ice cream is what you might call 'non-refundable aid', and the track record of distribution efficiency is slightly less than stellar - especially on hot days!
Ice cream is what you might call 'non-refundable aid', and the track record of distribution efficiency is slightly less than stellar - especially on hot days!
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