Vietnam the Great

I just finished breakfast at the buffet lounge and at the corner computer quickly informing my abrupt potential end of V blogs. I head to the airport in about 30 and won't have my comp with me.

Friends it has been a wild ride. I have all these lovely and rare things I want to divulge, but again, time is but a visiting friend who has many things to do and leaves me forgetting to brush my hair and teeth. I am so blessed to have experienced such a delightful gift. Seeing my roots and living in a slow and at same time face paced culture.

I'm pretty sure my mind and body can handle anything and I am hoping to be able to adjust to the average life when I get back--sticking in one place, getting a job, not getting bug bites, etc. So when I do have heaps more time, I will definitely be reflecting back on the trip with some of the greatest highlights. From what I can remember what I wanted to post was:

The stores here are funny. The names of the retail stores that is. My favorites so far are two. One men's clothing store called, Men. The other is the urban and updated store called, 2000. Anyways a hoot. Also...

all kids wear uniforms to school. I think I might want to start a private school fashion line for them. No joke. And I also think I can make a career in being a VJ on their "MTV." Srsly, the job board via America is saddening and terribly upsetting. But the good Lord, Not!

Oh and I forgot to present the good news! Goal #1 accomplished. I rode a motorbike with pops the other day. I was calm and collected. Never have I experiences arm to arm contact with my fellow traffic-ees. But I made it, calmly, praying about every other minute or so.

So off to Danang, 40 min. flight with ma. She has a big show on Sunday and is super stoked & she's never even been there so should be good. Again, get back to Saigon Monday morn and leave to U.S. via Korea that night.

All prayers are welcomed and encouraged. I look forward to friends and cleaner air, but this will be tremendously deepening for the spirit. But the Lord has some hold of this very anxious heart. Not sure where or how it wants to bounce. Ahhhhh, got to go.

I love you,
T