Ho Chi Minh City night life
Ah yes. This city never sleeps. Some streets literally convert from a red light district to tourist/shops/stalls between 6 am to 6:30. One moment there are drug dealers and escort services along with beer cans and garbage lining the streets and the next it is open for tours, mangoes, ca phe and the street itself is clean ready for the endless stream of scooters.
We walked an upscale street that shut down in the evening for pedestrians. I am still amazed at what I saw. A fashion show with at least 50 girls modelling traditional viatnamese dress. Beautiful music, gorgeous colours and lighting. The biggest outdoor sceeen I have ever scene and then dancing. The models joined with men and began a fantastic dance. Everybody on the streets was enjoying themselves. It was beautiful and warm and stunning. I could have stayed out all night but we had a 7 am departure in the morning.
The entire scene makes Vancouver feel like a horse and pony show. I absolutely loved the atmosphere and the feeling of family and celebration. And this is in a communist, developing country. The people here live with sadness because of the war but it also draws them together in a mythical bond. Vietnamese people are kind and helpful. Not many speak English (communism used to frown on such airs) but they know how to work a cell phone if you give them an address.
We walked an upscale street that shut down in the evening for pedestrians. I am still amazed at what I saw. A fashion show with at least 50 girls modelling traditional viatnamese dress. Beautiful music, gorgeous colours and lighting. The biggest outdoor sceeen I have ever scene and then dancing. The models joined with men and began a fantastic dance. Everybody on the streets was enjoying themselves. It was beautiful and warm and stunning. I could have stayed out all night but we had a 7 am departure in the morning.
The entire scene makes Vancouver feel like a horse and pony show. I absolutely loved the atmosphere and the feeling of family and celebration. And this is in a communist, developing country. The people here live with sadness because of the war but it also draws them together in a mythical bond. Vietnamese people are kind and helpful. Not many speak English (communism used to frown on such airs) but they know how to work a cell phone if you give them an address.
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