Are you too flying too high? Let me take the wind from your sails.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Kim's Guest House
This is where I'm staying. It's down the alley, hem 13, off of Co Giang Street in district 1. It's between Co Giang and Co Bac. You know where to find me. And right now, I'm at a coffee shop within walking distance of my place. I'm normally teaching at this hour, but we had a big storm and the school had a power outage. Just as well because I really didn't want to get soaked. This is the view from my front door looking out over my "balcony" - a lot of corrugated tin roofs. Or is it rooves. I know it's not, but it should be. This is the view in the opposite direction. Out my back window. Pretty exciting stuff, I know. I actually like the views. I'm jealous of the roof top patios. For sure. And finally, this is the view out front, but looking down at the small pagoda. Or is it a temple? Or just a shrine? I like when I can hear the gong or smell the incense because it seems to happen so infrequently.
hi there, thanks for checking me out. i'd check you out too, if you were hot. so where do i begin? i'm a dude. in vietnam i'm a nguoi nuoc ngoai. in thailand i'm a farang, in indonesia i'm a bule and in malaysia i'm a orang putih. i was born and raised in northern california. spent most of my life there until i moved to portland, oregon in 2003 for a spell and then jumped ship for se asia in late 2007 to indulge in sticky rice and sunshine. you need it after living in the pacific northwest. thailand and i had a short love affair and i soon found myself falling for vietnam – at least all the pretty girls, the endless array of vegetarian fare, driving a motorbike, the overall energy – and became an english teacher. did that for nearly four years and nearly went insane. now i'm free again wandering aimlessly around se asia. on the lam. whatever.
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