Maybe the cold I am battling contributed to my being overwhelmed, but my head swam with the sight before me. We had landed in Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam an hour ago. As our taxi driver navigated throug
This morning we woke up to pouring rain - the steady kind of rain that shows no signs of relenting. The kind of wetness that sucks the adventure from you and drives you back into bed. But today was ou
Dalat's cool highland climate is perfect for crops like strawberries, persimmons, cabbage, broccoli, and tea. The vegetables produced here are shipped all over the south of Vietnam and are made locall
On the bus to Nha Trang, the rice fields stretched on for hours. We passed by flat square after flat square, each separated from the other by a short earthen dike. The rice was in various stages of gr
For Thanksgiving we spent 14 hours on a bus. It's rainy season in central Vietnam and it has rained almost constantly since we have been here. As thick gray skies hung overhead, water cascaded down th
Hoi An is a historic town located halfway down the coast between Saigon and Hanoi. It is a place where a simple walk down the street saturates your senses with textures, color, people, and sound - a p
From the beginning of this trip to arriving in Hoi An I have shown much self-control in shopping. All along the way souvenirs have called my name, begging to be bought and taken home: bracelets from B
3:00 p.m. Arrived promptly for night train to Hanoi. Train is delayed until 6 p.m. due to flooding and poor track conditions. 6:15 .,m. Three forty-five train arrive
I woke to the sound of gentle waves breaking against the side of our boat and walked topside to watch the sunrise. The morning was beautiful. Calm water, peaceful silence, and tall cliffs surrounded o
Tim and I are splurging and are sitting in an upscale cafe in Hanoi. While jazz music plays in the background and sunlight streams through the large open windows, we sit, write and sip coffee. All aro
5:30 a.m., Hanoi: It is still dark outside. The street is quiet and peaceful, no hints of the frantic energy that will consume it shortly. Tim and I sit on the steps outside of
The colorful Sapa weekend market in northern Vietnam should be a wonderland of photographic "good shots". On a flight of stairs above the commotion, I had a great view of the many hill tribe people be