Today I ducked into a coffee shop in
Ho Chi Minh City formally known as Saigon. I am escaping the exhausting midday heat it was 103F.
I have
a cup of sweet jasmine tea sitting in front of me. Its scent is filling the air
around me. I'm watching a man through the window of this small quaint cafe.
He
is sitting on his moped which he has driven up on the sidewalk as if he is at a
fast food drive in window. He is buying a basket from a lady in a traditional
Vietnamese cone shaped hat. She has so many baskets tied onto her bicycle that
you can barely make it out. He is examining each basket very carefully.
The
traffic behind them is whizzing by. It’s full of taxis and even more mopeds. Its
fun watching the mopeds go by because people are dressed in their everyday
clothes: everything from short dresses and heels to construction workers
carrying ladders. This is a true human parade, which gives me a tiny look into
their lives.
These are the simple moments I travel for.
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