Vietnam Photoglut: Bay of Descending Pretty Things

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And thus we have reached Vietnam, dear travellers. Having already been to righteous ‘Nam before, I was excited to return: to see new cities, to explore new sites, and to eat so much soup that my belly grows distended, pops, and floods a low-rent hostel room with local beef and vermicelli. We hoofed around the north, the south, and that middle part, and all of it was very pretty. When I returned to Canada, I learned how to use my copy of photoshop starting with these very pictures! (Interesting sidenote: the main photo my friend used to teach me photoshop is not included here. We chose this photo because it included a pony, and also an enormous pony boner which she spent careful time removing and replacing with with sky or grass or whatever was behind the horse. Scrubbing the photo of that equine erection helped to illustrate the majority of the tools I wanted to learn how to use anyway. This file is still saved on my computer, under the filename “horsedong.jpg”. Don’t ever use my computer.)

What was I talking about? Oh. Vietnam sure is great!

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Hanoi, via Scavenger Hunt

Not a challenge: finding people doing wedding photos. Hanoi provides many majestic points for people shots.

Not a challenge: finding people doing wedding photos. Hanoi provides many majestic points for people shots.

We had been travelling together for over a month, had seen three separate countries, had spent countless hours with one another. We had taken meals together, slept in the same rooms, waited for one another to finish hogging the damned bathroom. We had helped carry heavy backpacks, helped each other fill out immigration forms, helped each other recover from hangovers. We had talked constantly: about life, about the world, about teaching, about Korea, about ourselves. I knew Faith and Ty about as closely as I could know anyone, and the only step further I could have taken would have been to begin collecting blood and hair samples for DNA analysis.

We were running low on things to talk about.

Thus when we arrived in Hanoi, Faith suggested we construct a scavenger hunt. Sitting in a café, face deep in bowls of phở, we began coming up with ideas of what strange, bewildering sights we might try to seek in Vietnam. I had been to the country once before and chose some things to make the game more challenging and competitive. But really, we just needed a change of pace. We were going to eat the food, we were going to see the things, we were going to walk the walks. Couldn’t we also be on the hunt for interesting novelty along the way?

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