- A man of many words. Profane, profound, loyal to a fault and a right rat bastard. I love the finer things in life: expensive cigars, cheap women and all the salted, cured meats I can eat. A friend to dogs, lover of humanity and despiser of people. If I were King the world would be a better place, because, well...I would be King! Oh, and I like ice cream.
Monday, July 28, 2014
This was tough. I took no photos of the exhibits inside. Not because they were prohibited, but because they were so graphic. As the only American in our group I felt many eyes may have been looking at me, some sympathetically, some accusingly. I was not proud of what we did here. I never served in Viet Nam, but at that time I fully expected to. And I would have been committed to the task. But again I ask, "please, someone, tell me what the point was!" Communism is/was an alternative economic theory. It was never a threat to us, most particularly in Southeast Asia. Why oh why do we allow our leaders to bullshit us into these things?!
The hour we had for this museum visit was too short. It was also too long.
Sunday, July 27, 2014
Could it be? Why yes, I believe it be! UNESCO World Heritage site #103.
My Son (pronounced "Mee Sohn"). Between the fourth and thirteenth centuries a unique culture which owed its spiritual origins to Indian Hinduism developed on the coast of contemporary Vietnam. This is graphically illustrated by the remains of a series of impressive tower-temples located in a beautiful site that was the religious and political capital of the Champa Kingdom for most of its existence.
Then I saw some Jeeps left behind from the war. They are prized by many Vietnamese. This particular one belonged to a tourism company and was pimped out.
Were owned by the My Son site organization and were more or less original.
Then fellow traveller Arjen got his ears cleaned out by the same guy who cut my hair yesterday.
To sum up, seven UNESCO World Heritage sites within a thirty day pass through Southeast Asia. Not a bad month!
Saturday, July 26, 2014
We boarded our private bus, shades in place for the four hour ride to Hoi An. Minutes later we nearly ate the rear of a dump truck. Our guide went flying, but suffered injury only to his dignity.
Commercial oyster farm.
Dragon bridge, Da Nang.
China Beach, which the locals call Da Nang Beach, on account of it being in Da Nang and not China.
Temple in Hoi An. A UNESCO World Heritage site (#103)
Japan Bridge. Had something to do with two monkeys and two dogs. I don't know.
People were having wedding photos taken all over the place. Just like in the western world the bride's looked fabulous, the grooms like afterthoughts.
Our digs for the next two nights. Phu Thinh Inn. It'll do.
Friday, July 25, 2014
Spent the day visiting various temples, tombs, a nunnery (very good veg lunch!) and cruising on motorbikes and dragon boats.
Thursday, July 24, 2014
The Citadel of Hue was the stronghold of the Nguyen Dynasty long before the US became involved in Viet Nam. Although the Communist government initially wanted nothing to do with it after their takeover it was later recognized as an important place in history and is being restored.