Vietnamese Innov-ATM

This helpful warning. From an ATM in Hoa Binh.

I mean ... of course. As soon as the card started vibrating I would have known it was for my own good.

But it was nice to warn us. Just in case.

For the dummies.

Imagine the meeting they had when had to sign off the ATM design.

This from Dinh, representing Customer Care:

"It's always about the money with you lot, isn't it? What about the customer? Is anyone thinking about the customer here?

"What about the risks to the customer? Doesn't anybody CARE any more?

"I mean ... what's Vietnam coming to? What are we doing here people?

"We used to care about each other. We used to be a contender."

Hien (rolling his eyes):

"Alright Dinh. You've made your point. Vibrate it is."

Chomp Chomp Chomp

I originally stopped because I thought Nancy had pulled over for a snack.

It wasn't Nancy but it was still good to meet others who find Vietnam boring. Others like me.

I wonder if there is a bar we could all go to?

Preferably not in Vietnam.

I forgot to ask him what that barrel was doing around his neck. Perhaps he was waiting for it to snow? He was ready ... ready to rescue some wayward skiers ... alert.

Alert but clearly not alarmed.

Red Black Sheep

There's no Laurel without Hardy.

... this particular road trip ended in tears. By the time the day was over, the little lamb was singing "Ba Ba Red Sheep".

As for me ... well ... I couldn't find any sunscreen in any fucking store in Mai fucking Chau. So I pursued alternatives.

A Poet And A One-Man Band

Even after several hours on the bike, Nancy never lost her sense of ... exhilaration?

Nancy kinda reminds me of Michelle Pfeiffer in this photo. Two names not usually found in the same sentence ... unless they are separated with "has nothing at all in common with".

But see below.