Ho Chi Minh is in WHAT building?

At the Ho Chi Minh Mausoleum :)
cAlex and I at the One Pillar Pagoda, one of the Vietnamese girls commented on this photo on facebook and said we look alike. :)
This was at the Ca Tru Live show. This form of music is old, highly respected, and very difficult to do. Lots of chanting and moaning, it takes about 10 years to actually be good at it.
Hailey gave Hoang a book (Twilight), and Hoang got super excited. We were walking through the pottery village (Bat Trang).
This is Vun and I at her house (it was hot and humid), in the middle of singing karaoke with her friends.




As I get ready for bed the night before my Vietnamese final...I twiddle my thumbs and think of how we're going to be in Cambodia on Saturday! There, we will be the teachers :)

On Thursday we have a Gala show with the Vietnamese volunteers. All of us are performing, so Jacquie is going to sing a lullaby, while one of the volunteers is going to sing a Vietnamese lullaby. There's apparently going to be a fashion show of cultural clothing and cool ao dais. Linh wants me to sing You Are My Sunshine with her...so we'll see if we can get that together. All the Coe girls (minus Jacquie) are performing Wannabe, by the Spice Girls :) We practiced tonight, it'll be quite the performance.

Today, I took Alex and Emily back to this fruit shake stand that I went to with two of the Vietnamese girls, and we had fruit with condensed milk and coconut cream and ice (sounds gross, but actually very good). It was only 15,000 dong (75 cents). As we're sitting there, these old tourists come by and just stare (tourists do that), so I told them it was good and they should try it. I explained in English how they could order, and what it was. It was really weird because I know that we're tourists...but I very rarely feel like one.
There are a few times when it's awkward because you're the only white person, and EVERYONE is staring at you, but that's rare. Our first weekend at the pagoda, a man wanted a picture with me, and he put his arm around me and made James take a picture....speaking to us in Vietnamese or some other language the entire time. It was really awkward. Another time, at a restaurant, Jacquie and I were talking to one of the English teachers (who was Vietnamese), and a man came over and stared at us, pointed, and started talking to her about us in Vietnamese.
We're space aliens over here.