The Editor took a little more snooze than expected. Gone was the chance for
a early sunrise shoot by the beach.
Anyway, plenty of more chances to come by the following day.
---
After the customary French loaf and Vietnamese coffee, the Editor took up
his pad and his postion by the beach. Under the shade of the coconut trees
and the onslaught of fresh sea breeze, the pen went tirelessly on and on.
Time seem to come to a halt in this part of the country. Five to six hours
later, the Editor was still very much scribbling. There were intermediate
pauses for some reading but it seemed such a long time.
So I managed to achieve a great tan, in the sun scooting around yesterday
and as well cycling around the town. And for the record, I have already lost
count how many times I have been spoken to, in Vietnamese.
What alll the people who spoke to me got a very BLANK look, I might have a
steep learning curve when it comes to language. But if the expectation for
me to listen, speak fluently within 2-3 days of arrival is a MISSION
IMPOSSIBLE.
And again for the record, I have carved up a list of mistaken identities
since my sailing days.
I was mistaken for a
- Japanese when in Innoshima dockyards
- Southern Mainland Chinese when in Dalian shipyard
- Thai when backpacking through Thailand
- Indonesian when having a meal in Tanjong Priok, Jakarta
- Filippino in many parts of Australia and other parts of the world
- Korean when vessel called in Yosu, S.Korea
and latest addition, a Viet
There you have it, I have been assumed most of the Asian identities. Perhaps
I should try applying for CIA or MI6 as their Asian operative. I could pass
off easily as the next undercover agent. *Bong... James Bong...* Worth
considering.
---
It was only nightfall when I got the news. News of the impeding Typhoon
Durian. What luck I have.
First was the overlooked passport, then the bus breakdown, and now TYPHOON!
Hoi An - the next stop seems like a mirage now... Schedule would be severly
delayed. Wonder if the buses still run tomorrow. Let us hope for the best.
Till tomorrow. Stay tuned
a early sunrise shoot by the beach.
Anyway, plenty of more chances to come by the following day.
---
After the customary French loaf and Vietnamese coffee, the Editor took up
his pad and his postion by the beach. Under the shade of the coconut trees
and the onslaught of fresh sea breeze, the pen went tirelessly on and on.
Time seem to come to a halt in this part of the country. Five to six hours
later, the Editor was still very much scribbling. There were intermediate
pauses for some reading but it seemed such a long time.
So I managed to achieve a great tan, in the sun scooting around yesterday
and as well cycling around the town. And for the record, I have already lost
count how many times I have been spoken to, in Vietnamese.
What alll the people who spoke to me got a very BLANK look, I might have a
steep learning curve when it comes to language. But if the expectation for
me to listen, speak fluently within 2-3 days of arrival is a MISSION
IMPOSSIBLE.
And again for the record, I have carved up a list of mistaken identities
since my sailing days.
I was mistaken for a
- Japanese when in Innoshima dockyards
- Southern Mainland Chinese when in Dalian shipyard
- Thai when backpacking through Thailand
- Indonesian when having a meal in Tanjong Priok, Jakarta
- Filippino in many parts of Australia and other parts of the world
- Korean when vessel called in Yosu, S.Korea
and latest addition, a Viet
There you have it, I have been assumed most of the Asian identities. Perhaps
I should try applying for CIA or MI6 as their Asian operative. I could pass
off easily as the next undercover agent. *Bong... James Bong...* Worth
considering.
---
It was only nightfall when I got the news. News of the impeding Typhoon
Durian. What luck I have.
First was the overlooked passport, then the bus breakdown, and now TYPHOON!
Hoi An - the next stop seems like a mirage now... Schedule would be severly
delayed. Wonder if the buses still run tomorrow. Let us hope for the best.
Till tomorrow. Stay tuned
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