As I reviewed the photos I took today in Ho Chi Minh City I saw that I barely took any. How did I have such a good day then, I wondered, if I have hardly any pictures to show for it? But when I thought about it a little more I realized it had nothing to do with the city itself; I really didn't see or do anything out of the ordinary (although HCMC was quite pleasant as far as big cities go!). The pictures I took were almost all of people I had met throughout the day. Incredibly nice and friendly people, which upon further reflection I realized literally every single person I spoke with today was: Some guys in the park let me watch (and take pictures of) their nunchuck lesson, a man I bought a sandwich from gave me a free water (or at least didn't tell me if it was included in the price!) and a woman who owned the restaurant I ate at gave me her contact information and said to call her if I ran into any problems.
Maybe everybody here was just in a really good mood today, or maybe I just got lucky. But I think it's because despite what I'd been told I didn't assume people would be rude to me; I came here with a positive attitude, a smile and knew how to say thank you in Vietnamese. I'm not saying that people (no matter what country you're in) won't still be rude even if you're friendly but I think travelers often don't realize that showing interest in the locals, learning even a couple words of the language and simply being kind will go a long way.
I could not have asked for a better start to my month in Vietnam and I owe it all to the lovely people in Ho Chi Minh - gaam ern!
|The food was amazing too, this was delicious and cost $1!|
|Some art students I met in the park|
|Just your average nunchuk lesson|
|The game all Vietnamese men seem to play|
|The craziest traffic I've ever seen!|