The air felt cool on my shoulders as we weaved through the rice fields to the beach, a leaf floated across our path and my mind drifted back to fall days at home. View full article »
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On Saturday we loaded up the two motorbikes with surf boards and suncream and headed to the beach.. Silas driving me on one bike and Phee and the boys on the other.
Happy kids, perfect weather a beach chair , a good book and a cold drink! View full article »
Little Hands, Big Imagination……..
When we moved to Vietnam almost a year ago I spent hours pouring over Lonely Planet guides and endless blogs creating my “list” of things I wanted to do and see. View full article »
Every time I turn on the computer I see this unfinished post wanting for me, nagging me like a long over-due library book. View full article »
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Laying in the dark bunk as the train rattles through the night I am different. I have left a part of myself behind but I have taken something back with me….
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The realization that Arlo had grown during our travels this summer hit me as we made are way through the airport in Malaysia. No longer does he need help carrying his pack through airports, he breezes through security check points, he hops off the night train at 4:30 am without a word, he can hike for 6 hours through the mountains of Sapa, make friends with the Hmong street girls under the late-night full moon. He has jumped 15 feet from a Junk boat in Ha long bay. He can navigate busy subways and even rode the Shrek coaster with his hands up high at Universal Studio Singapore.
Even tough boys need love…….
The Green Bamboo shelter for street boys is where Silas and I have been spending our Friday morning’s for the past few months. View full article »
The early bird catches the worm….or as they say in Cholon the first bird out of the bush gets shot….
My 6 am departure is no competition for Vietnamese early birds. They have been up long before I push the snooze button. When day breaks and streaks of pink and orange color the sky, you can make out little figures emerging from the shadows. The gardeners, ice workers, fisherman, street vendors, school kids and morning walkers. They have already caught their “worm”. Or maybe, they’ve already been “shot” ( I learned this week that there is an execution site nearby, something to consider)… Anyway, for those not getting shot, waking up early is a smart thing to do.The air is cooler, the sun hasn’t come to full height forcing it’s hot rays on us. View full article »
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