I often think about my Dad, he died in 2010, way too early and as the quote goes “the good die young”.

My father never made it to Vietnam so I wonder what he would have thought about it.  I think if would have loved it, he would have been tall for once in his life:).  Dad was an avid toothpick user and every restaurant has them so that would have made him happy.  He rode around on a motorbike at home on the farm so I am sure he would have loved this, if not for the challenge.

On a more serious note, Dad respected people who were hard working and didn’t complain and the Vietnamese certainly embody this.  Throughout history the Vietnamese have fought many wars and in recent history against the French and Americans and they certainly showed determination and a fighting spirit.  Dad was a history buff so the country would have intrigued him.

My Mother arrives today in Ho Chi Minh, so it will be interesting to hear her and Joan’s experiences of their time here in Vietnam and who knows what chaos they have created along the way. As my sister would say, the Crazys are in town.