April 1, 2005
Motorbikes in Ho Chi Minh – notice the little girl in front bike on left – we saw families of 4 on these things.
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April 1, 2005
A Lexus and a women on bicycle in Ho Chi Minh
April 1, 2005
Coming in for a landing
“You are missing a lot of great stuff out there.” Michael to me as we taxied across the airport grounds of Ho Chi Minh airport, me with my head resolutely stuck in my book. Concrete, bunker type hangers lined up are not big enough for commercial jets, presumably for fighter jets. Rows
March 31, 2005
Good and bad
Tuesday we are scheduled to take a bike trip through another part of town, but the trip doesn’t start until 1PM. Because of jet lag (or is it jet start?) we are out of bed at 5 AM, go for a swim and hit the streets. This trip begins miles from our hotel
March 30, 2005
more biking in Bangkok
March 30, 2005
Biking in Bangkok
March 30, 2005
Biking through Bangkok
Monday morning we cab to the offices of our bike tour. The heat is enough to make your eyeballs sweat and I wonder how we can possibly bike through this thick weather. Andre, our guide is from Holland, his wife and assistant, Thai. Both are welcoming and reassuring, this will be fun.
March 28, 2005
Oh, the humanity!
I remember thinking that Tokyo was NYCity if it were clean and organized. Bangkok is like NY, crowded and bustling, except everyone (EVERYONE) is nice. We are staying in the Sukhothai Hotel, a five star study in elegance and art. Two days here and already my mind is a sea of contrasting images.
March 27, 2005
Bangkok
Flight delays, changed planes, lost luggage and a missing hotel reservation have all been made bearable by the cheery people here. Not much to report, except we are excited and must hit the weekend market to shop for baby suits and knickers. (see earlier post for translation). How’s that for an excuse to shopMore
March 24, 2005
Packing
I have trouble packing to go to Toledo. Tomorrow Michael (my partner in life and poetry) and I head to Bangkok, Vietnam and Sumatra. Here it is snowing, there it will be in the 90s. Guess I won’t need those mittens. One day will be lost in transition. Someone will be
