breakfast in vietnam.......
this is what i live for. walking down some alley in a remote corner of Saigon at 7am, finding an old lady with a rickety metal cart frying eggs, tomatoes and some kind of meat (couldn't really tell). dumps it over rice. you sit on a little plastic stool about 8 inches off the ground.
80 cents.
this never, ever ever gets old.
this is what i live for. walking down some alley in a remote corner of Saigon at 7am, finding an old lady with a rickety metal cart frying eggs, tomatoes and some kind of meat (couldn't really tell). dumps it over rice. you sit on a little plastic stool about 8 inches off the ground.
80 cents.
this never, ever ever gets old.
Being sick most of my time in Thailand didn't help my perspective, I'm sure. I would definitely go back with a traveling companion, but I think I'll skip India!
And because its so warm in Angola at this time of the year I'll be back with a beautiful tan