Ahhhhhhhh. I’m eating vietnamese tonight. I must be homesick, I feel
more at home in a vietnamese restaurant than a french one. How strange.
The food here is so good, I started to get all choaked up. They probably
just think my tears are from all the red pepper paste I’m pouring on. I
am in heaven.
After the two museums today my body said no more. I am just relaxing
tonight. After vermicelli I am going back to the hotel to listen to
music and drink my wine from collieur.
I helped two girls today on the metro. They were looking a little
freaked. In good enough spirits, but I could tell one of them had been
crying. I told them don’t worry, its easier than it looks. They told me
they were from north dakota. Ewww, yeah maybe their learning curve is
longer than mine. I gave them general pointers and helped them get to
their destination. Good luck girls!