Are you too flying too high? Let me take the wind from your sails.
Sunday, March 2, 2008
Saigon
Saigon, aka Ho Chi Minh City, is huge. There are 8 million people residing here and 5 million motos. It is pure madness. I wish I could have been here when there were 5 million bicycles. I do not want to be here when and if there are 5 million cars. That would be a nightmare.
The motos alone cause enough gridlock and chaos (to a foreigner) that it would be a scary thought to see what more cars would do to this place. The thought is not pleasant. It is definitely a rush to take a ride on the back of a moto and I have found the buzz alone is usually worth the cost of the trip.
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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