Viet Nam, a person's baggage

The baths city

Take me away

Although I do not know where to go

Although I do not think they are good

But please take me, take me to

— The third city of yinengjing

Before starting, Shanghai surprise underground a downpour, lightning Shuo Liang of cold light, followed by thunderously, storm Xie as bean raindrops indiscriminately to lay the ground, floating in the air sweeps dust.

I was in a precarious state of the night off to the airport, was caught in the rain, cold hands and feet.

I dragged myself to get a taxi, just full of enthusiasm is already half the rain out, I looked at the car all the way out of the vague neon ask themselves: "this sudden weather, will sign and I doing wrong?"

Flight delays due to weather, talking on the phone send SMS as the best antidote to boredom, that is distant our blessings to feel very warm, long wait is so beautiful, it seems that pouring rain in telephony and SMS with time is getting low.

Boarding and sunshine is dead, I looked at Shanghai's night sky after the rain instantly to describe: "or, I go on?"

Always wanted to fly alone with treason? now that can left the city alone, why the mood over and over again, lingering fear and look forward to? because, this time I really want to start the journey alone.

Four hours later, the aircraft landed in Ho Chi Minh international airport, I look through the window of this strange city, midnight light Tan fantasy hazy, if not years of Shanghai is raining, for a moment, I thought long night flight is just my imagination.

Out of the gate, discover the city's temperature than I had expected more gentle and pleasant, but Shanghai's summer too extreme, a little hot desire a cross, and a rain into autumn.

In a deep breath and smell the air floating warm, and filled tropical plants fragrant, I finally rest assured — here are my familiar taste, this place I come to the right! get good luggage all the way to jump on the bus, car, leisurely drive my curiosity of streetscape in the dark, imagine when I woke up, here is how to surprise me.

Only to Viet Nam, the drift to the overseas SMS, I take your interest in heart murmur repetition, Miss you, conked out.

Good morning, Sai Kung

I saw the Sun what happened ...

I saw the

I saw everything is emptiness, everything is chasing after the wind

I saw those bent can no longer be straight up

I saw those missing cannot be filled

— — Margaret · du-drawing the all over "

"Get up?, Viet Nam at the moment Sun is warm tenderness awakened the most lovely of you?" in the mobile phone SMS tone slowly wake up in the curtains, oblique inclined to spread into the early morning sun, the gentle also waking moment Saigon.

So for half an hour, I'm blowing sight loss: clouds flying wires like Spider-pull in the blue sky, the road on both sides of the colourful and clear all showing small house was full of history between the old row House, ban barge walls inlaid with colorful shutters, balconies on the tropical flowers blaze and rotten rotten, towering extension of Star tree branches lush mania.

Motorcycle really many, many-to-can be used to describe the Wei is spectacular, many car serious overload, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 ... a car that can ride on five girls! red light turn green, turbulent flow like the tide General motorcycle, instantly over the crossing.

Corner of markets in the ballpark, a narrow alley abuzz, mixed with tobacco, spices, sweat, fruit and smoke smell of life.

I squeezed in the middle of the local people, as they enjoy a dip in the salt-like cherry small apples and beef fried noodles, called Shake mix with all sorts of corn syrup and sugar cane juice freshly squeezed; enjoy the passers-by curious eyes, Guy whistling, and held in a friendly smile.

Kung every morning, from the start of a busy, noisy and I, also in this spectacle was shocked.

Here too special, so confusing restlessness, but it also scrolls the boiling of vigor and vitality.

In Viet Nam in every city are imprinted with the memory of the war, this is paradise for military buffs.

Tropical jungle of old Chicago native, the design exquisite, the mystery hidden everywhere, reminds me of the didaozhan war. " People's wisdom, courage and perseverance, and ultimately engage in cross-the United States three Presidents to spending millions of dollars and a large number of soldiers ending injuries to an end. At the War Museum, there is a picture tells a story story: in the women's and children's age on the battlefield in Aceh, a little girl holding a submachine gun, Viet Nam escorting a US military prisoners of war. 20 years later, the u.s. military pilots returned to Viet Nam, found that captured her girl, the girl took the time to prevent his escape confiscation of shoes and belt gave him, and they became friends.

Today, the United States who is back, Cola and McDonald 's, Viet Nam girl riding a motorcycle racing in the street United States tourists, United States handsome guy took Viet Nam Women's hands.

That year, Eisenhower to inhibit communism, killing the VCP domino effect, the time and place of the error, an error of war, today, the cultural divide and the ideological conflicts, but so is integration with ease.

“Saigon，Saigon。

"My meditation at this beautiful words, thoughts, think of those in the sunshine Shuttle, those cast by Brown shutters in warm lightBurning passion, those on Indochina messy sounds and smells, think of me is to follow the Marguerite Duras · lover, found here.

"Sai" — a record with the name of the Indo-Chinese past, has been renamed Ho Chi Minh City in 1975, I had tried to follow in the footsteps of Duras, walked into her infinite loyal to write stories, find people who have passion and love as the war ended, power conversion, transformation of the city, as time has washed away, drowned, I in this block, steaming and bustling city found new surprises.

"Sai" everything is over, all the "Ho Chi Minh" has just begun.

Facing the sea, with spring blossoms

From tomorrow, and be a happy person

Hey Ma, firewood, travel around the world

From tomorrow, concerned about food and vegetables

I have a House facing the sea, with spring blossoms

From tomorrow, and every family communication

Tell them my happiness

The happiness of lightning told me

I will tell everyone

For every river every mountain a warm name

Stranger, I also wish for you

May you have a brilliant future

May your lovers Jill

I wish you happiness in the world by the

I would also like the sea, with spring blossoms

— — Hazel's "facing the sea, with Spring Blossoms"

Impression in the sea, always full of a gentle temperament, Ning Yi Enron.

First meal is a seaside town, and respectful of the restless temperament in the West, this neat piece, like a quiet girl.

Morning Street, unexpected open, do not see the motorcycle Wo rampant, and very few foreign visitors, meaning the State free-show away from the noise and busy.

Heard, head of Christ Hill lived an old dress up special Christ, specially to meet early.

I ascended the mountain along the way with big unknown tree, the Sun from tree top down, leaving a ban against the pretty little insects flying in light and shadow Lane, long Horn glittery, and peaceful.

Climb to the top of the Hill, and finally found that special about — the foreign gods actually wearing the Chinese longevity gowns! this really reflects the culture of Viet Nam, France and China's cultural impact in this land left a profound mark on to such a breach break conventional forms of calm, the combination of the local people.

In Christ's shoulders overlooking head, beautiful town bathed chuyang, immersed in the pleasant comfort of nature, the wind Howled in ear, mood but surprisingly quiet.

Looking at the sparkling blue sky, I suddenly went up a child's fantasy, want to hold a cloud for you.

In the afternoon, the Sun turned to hid behind the clouds, I enthusiastically go to the seaside cafes, went to a delicious coffee and Viet Nam.

Viet Nam people drink coffee is very high, they like to use a filtering device for coffee makers, in it into a good coffee and then grind into boiling water, then wait for the coffee one drop a drop of floor drain down, I follow local custom into thick condensed milk, became addicted and temptation. Against the window of the warm sun, a cup of coffee, many miss, here a brief discussion of floating.

Still quiet in the evening, setting sun sank behind the distant hills, horizon faded away in the night, canvas curtain flapping in the night, like a sailing boat.

In the new shopping center shopping mall, Mall layout of exquisite comfort, a similar pattern of Shopping Mall, at present, only half of the business, the other half have not yet been renovated.

A circle around, surprised to find that there was a very high fashion degrees, bulletin board name heralded, there will be a Gucci, Bvgari, CD such big-time, I secretly suspect to such construction and input is expected, in the near future, there will likely be the same as NHA famous holiday resort.

Stroll tired to go shopping with the permeability of the SAT café 's glass house is a gentle, keynote, warmth anhong music, soft lights, everything is lazy.

Open MENU, everything is light green, pink, Orange, not taste, that these pampered 妍 color already in my heart broke out of a flower, broke out of a long summer night's charm. When a waiter with a big smile on my long-awaited Green Tea with Green Apple, lying to the mellow SERISE of "Apple" already have Visual surprise, a taste of the fresh sweet to the taste buds with

The town, in the morning, with a leisurely qingyi, I love that you can now evaluate the indifferent.

From Cafe spacious vaulted room still looked towards the sea, the heart will unknowingly to melt.

In my hand, opposite to you, in this atmosphere, is particularly easy to believe in the possibility of happiness.

Live in the moment

Please allow me to capture this moment of happiness

It wrapped

Same as secret

Hidden in the heart

When she woke up tomorrow

Her open

For my soul

-Celia Straus "live in the moment"

Ho Chi Minh had just got out of the rain and the Sun is warm, gentle, good, all belong to the vibrant with the morning after rain with water vapor in the air, passing through the city, as if the world is open to me at the moment.

Former presidential sites unified Gates before le

Duan Boulevard remains with the planning of over 150 years ago, the traditional old mellow and French romantic atmosphere evocative blend, temptation and enchanting also and one and a half century ago, nothing has changed. She once was and will always be a Ho Chi Minh's most attractive streets, elegant and beautiful.

Along the pleasantly to walk through the Mall, turned several bends, they found the famous Notre Dame Cathedral and post office.

Notre Dame Cathedral is one of the greatest Kung France Catholic Church, two beautiful clock tower, gracefully stood, high spire in the blue sky painted graceful silhouette, corridor side high window mosaics colored glass silence, with poetic dark delicious and ornate light.

The General Post Office and Cathedral side home, built in the late 19th century France who reign of famous buildings, Woods in the big star tree, impressive demeanor of expression remains then, let people look up to, feeling and sigh; entered in the meantime, the spacious lobby is able to praise, stately complex French Dome, polished parquet floor tiles, deep ochre wooden telephone booth, then mix of France who was hand-drawn map of Saigon, Ho Chi Minh in the lobby end kindly overlooking the crowds of tourists.

"Ho Chi Minh now had just got out of the rain, sent to you after the rain the sun light and warm, gentle breeze.

I walk alone in having you our blessings of experiencing a sweet adventure. "At the postcard, dense and full I was feeling, this card with the beauty of the beautiful pieces of Viet Nam's emotional depth, solemnly postage stamps into posting box, looking forward to her was knocking on postmark, I miss the seas, turn to your hands.

Centrue bottom floor Saigon Cafe, deliberately created a piece of city elegant without losing the rhythmic effect chart, I came here in the evening, selected the open seat to sit down and ordered a cup of the shop's Kumquat Juice, then look back and into the streets, watching the crowds roaring in motorcycles, watching the sun slowly put all render into gold, and all are dark, sunk deep in the night.

Gateway to the European and American Street, Sai River is silent in a anhong, full time face down with history and the glory.

Old House on the rustic brick walls, warm light Street lamp torrents, silence undercurrents and details of the story, although no props decorations, here is a story of the image, then, my wonderful story happened.

Here are the most representative of the petty bourgeoisie, Sai Kung, many foreigners of exquisite clothing shops, selling expensive silk clothes, Viet Nam will use linen Bag Shop carefully wrapped and gently smile.

I see next to the Rex Hotel those exquisite hand embroidery gather bag, they lay there and I told them called my Miss Saigon.

Viet Nam is one of the languages of the country lost contact, I jumped on a taxi driver after I will not address the pronunciation, he read will be placed on the knees, quietly drove away, so when I can communicate in English and often feel that kind.

I and the shop owner doesn't allow being happy, push the door and a beautiful girl, she looked at these gather bag feel interested in English ask a clerk for these are what I use and she jokingly: "You can open the bag and put the money in." She turned her eyes look: "Are you Chinese?" " Yes, of course! "and" here to meet Chinese, too! "and" me too, is very pleased to meet you! "

Two girls buy up things after the meet together shopping, at the Sheraton Hotel's coffee shop with chat, beautiful sister is a college student, from Wenzhou, father doing business in Viet Nam, she took advantage of the summer to Viet Nam to visit relatives, parents in the adjacent restaurant, her early leave do not want to meet me.

Fate more amazing, the alien visitor, just in the same time, same place, just met.

Share travel experiences and feelings, and then cross left the phone and MSN, we became friends in this way.

She happily call her parents, and insist on sending me back to the hotel, the parting of uncle aunt when passion also plug gave me a big bag of fresh fruit.

That night I was very happy, because full harvest – friendship and shopping of victories, I can take away much of the Sai.

My stay in Viet Nam, or walk, so let the fascination.

I sunshine and rain of Viet Nam, sorrow and hope, now you put together the way of caring for SAC. Tomorrow, I'm going to go home, I know you will open wide to greet me.

(Extremely small house of Viet Nam's pet, Qu tall, colourful)

(Preferred boutique)

(Often on a House trance)

(Facing the sea, spring)

(Night drunk, heart also drunk)