I took a long walk Saturday morning, to show my husband what I see from day to day. As we turned the corner from one street to the next, we both commented how much our world has changed since this time last year. He was already living in Saigon and I was still holding down the fort back in England. With that thought we both remarked how fortunate we are to have this experience in Vietnam, it is more than we could have imagined and even with it's challenges, it is one that we will long cherish.
Along our walk...
Street life with a little less
frantic pace than in the heart of the city.
Walking on the sidewalks is a challenge, there
are obstacles at every turn. I would say this is one of the
more beautiful ones.
I am always humbled by the hard working nature of
Vietnamese women. If there is a way, they will find it.
Because...I just loved them...in all their feathers.
Across the street...words of love.
Following the road home to our home,
affectionately called Chateau Mango for it's colour...
Where you can find me... hat and fan in hand...
admiring our lotus flowers in bloom.
Is there enough to see and do around our neighbourhood...
for someone like me, absolutely!