We boarded the bus today and headed away from Saigon toward our boat in the Mekong Delta.
In Saigon we’ve experienced all the senses; overwhelming sometimes— the smells of the rotted food and decaying garbage at the vegetable market, the gut wrenching sights at the War Remnants Museum, that time I almost hurled when the feral cats loomed on the “fresh” food tables:

The Vu Cooking School—sights, sounds and tastes— remains a highlight click here for info.

Thanks, Princess for booking this for us. Sadie and Downtown were missing from the cooking class but they’re here now. Finally.

For the sense of touch, Malibu, Tank, Goat and Mikey all had clothes made by the 24-hour tailor. Spud, Sweet-pea and several others enjoyed massages.

Cap and I are still in our blog competition. He keeps moving the goal post. One day we’re battling for Visitors, the next day Views. One time he suggested “Net percentage increase in blog followers” like he’s going to get me to do some math.

Click here to follow Cap’s blog. He covers our itinerary but I can guarantee he’s not covering the feels.
Today’s photos in Saigon:



I’m not going to take sides in this blogging war you have going on, but I will say that I appreciate the brevity of your posts, and how you so efficiently capture the “feel” of Saigon.
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Thank you so much! You may be called to testify!
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I think you deserve an award for this blog. Your very description of the smells. I was swallowing fast a felt I was back in Paris staring at those runny eggs. So Thxs for that. Great blog. Of course as always I love your blogs and you.
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Oh, that egg day was hard to capture in my blog. You were literally green trying to keep from throwing up.
Miss you, babe. See you soon.
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I am all in for all the “Feels” & the “Miracles” keep them coming and beware of the Husband bearing drinks.
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#Truth. Thanks for the encouragement!
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