As this blog is coming to an end, as soon as I have the heart to write the last entry, I thought to share a few captured moments of my time in Saigon. Gets me all nostalgic about being such a fresh off the boat determined expat, traveler, tourist, explorer, country leaver or whatever label I had hanging around my terrified expression at the time. Good times.

Look mom, my first street food experience

Waking up to a fire next door and day 4 (I doubt that actually told my worrying mother about this at the time)... so, uhm, look mom a fire, from long ago.

look mom, a photo of Saigon at night

After living with showers over toilets for more than a year and a half this doesn't seem as strange as it was at the time

Fellow TEFL peeps at Le Pub

The impressive accomplishment of dining alone in a foreign country (what else is there to do other than take a picture)
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