Death in Nam I went to Vietnam to see where my brother spent his last year of life. I wanted to meet the people and see the country. Originally I intended to visit the town where I was told he died but after I got there I no longer wanted to do that- no need really. Lots of mixed feelings but incredibly resilient people. Gracious people as you say...and eager to share their stories. This is certainly not an easy subject to dissect.
"But I still think war is stupid." I couldn't agree with you more Karen. Such a stupid senseless waste of resources and lives... I found the War Remnants Museum very confronting too. And still, we keep feeding the monsters of war...
War is stupid If we took the money we spent on war, we could eradicate many - if not most - diseases, and still have enough money to go out for a beer.
I went to school in Dalat, Vietnam... from 1956 to 1964 and experienced the war expanding from just the Viet Cong to include the Viet Minh. Our school was evacuated by the U.S. Air Force with several C-123's in 1965. I returned with my wife after college and served as acting design director for the U.S. Navy's design and construction office in Oct/Nov 1973, the year the peace treaty was signed. I was still in Thailand when Vietnam fell on 30 April 1975, and saw the many evacuees. I returned to Dalat with my son in 2009 and was graciously received by the Director of the school which was now a communist cadre training center for district and provincial officers. Pictures of Ho Chi Minh were in every room. It was wonderful to have access to the entire school and was able to show my son my dorm rooms and class rooms. in one class students called us in to sing a song. Then they sang a song. I learned that the Vietnamese do not hold grudges as we were welcomed by everyone we met. It's a wonderful country!
Gracious people I too have been struck by how gracious the Vietnamese people are. I've had a number of students want to practice their English with me.
Star Alliance Lounge This lounge is wonderful. It is located in the International Terminal, and is much nicer than the United lounge in the domestic terminal. The terrace you see in the photos is kind of tucked away at the end of a short corridor in the lounge, and as such not many people go out there. It was a really lovely, calm spot.
Hello from Carlsbad! Hello Karen,
I see you're out globe trotting again! Be safe and have a wonderful Christmas whevever you may be! And that Star Alliance lounge is gorgeous! Drink some bubbly for me. :)
Buying Fabric in the Five-Foot Way The sewing machine store is - or at least was - on Jalan Sulawesi. I don't recall the number, but it was absolutely crammed with sewing machines that you could easily see from the sidewalk.
Keep in mind I wrote this blog five years ago, and the store may have changed, moved, or closed since then.
Turkish Cats Great to see a blog about our masters Karen. 'Tis said cats do not have masters but have servants...our cats do anyway. This was a wonderful opportunity to have pictures of heaps of Turkish cats...you can always add more...let you be the hunter...please!
Easy cats Cats in Istanbul are probably the least skittish cats I've ever met, as evidenced by the number of them sleeping in shop entryways. They know you won't shoo them away, and you will very carefully step over them.
Amazing Islamic Art! Suleiman and Sinan were two of my favorite characters in Turkey, and I traveled around to see Sinan's architectural masterpieces. Isn't it wonderful how Suleiman was not only a great lawgiver but also a poet and promoter of the arts. We just don't get leaders like this anymore. And how fun to get lost in those wonderful little streets of medieval Istanbul--it brings back lovely memories. Thanks!
So beautiful My only disappointment was that I don't read Arabic and couldn't decipher the calligraphic art. But it really didn't matter, it was so lovely.
And the more I learned about Suleiman, the more impressed I was. Well, except for the part where he had his son strangled...
Gotta go there There'd be something wrong if you were not blown away by the enormity and magnificence of Suleiman's Mosque. He's built it for that purpose. Held in awe not just by worshippers...by everyone. Lucky you.
Best This was - hands down - one of the most beautiful sites I've seen. Another point in its favor was that almost no one was there. Compare this to the hordes of tourists off the cruise ships taking selfies in the Blue Mosque and I'll take the mosque of Suleiman any day.
Will visit the Bank next time I'm in Karakoy Hey Karen, was nice to meet you in that colourful cafe with my brother and family the other night. They have gone and escaped the heat which seems to have increased dramatically today! Hope you enjoy the rest of your trip.
Annoying but a bit sad too... The hardest working carpet pusher we met in Istanbul followed us around for a while and then sat in the park with us for about an hour - all in the hope that we would suddenly change our minds and check out his 'family' shop. The next morning, by chance, we saw him walking off the 6am ferry from the Asian side...to spend his day pushing carpets. A hard gig.
Bozo carpet sellers! You caught their patter exactly right! Those same lines are used in every city in Turkey. And your last response--that of laughing and walking on is the best. Turkey does have some gorgeous carpets, but it also has some big liars. A friend bought a carpet that was supposed to be silk, but it turned out to be polished cotton--still, it was beautiful. I too was traveling alone and feeling like a target, but Turks told me they too, get the hard sell. Oh, you're from Izmir--I have a cousin there.
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Death in Nam
I went to Vietnam to see where my brother spent his last year of life. I wanted to meet the people and see the country. Originally I intended to visit the town where I was told he died but after I got there I no longer wanted to do that- no need really. Lots of mixed feelings but incredibly resilient people. Gracious people as you say...and eager to share their stories. This is certainly not an easy subject to dissect.