Sunday, December 18, 2011

Coming Home For Christmas

I'm back in Rhode Island for the Christmas holidays. It's been three days and my body is working overtime to adjust to the time difference and cold weather. I've been up since 2am and I dare not go out because the temperature is around freezing. (I'm used to 73 degrees at night and sleeping with the fan on.) But, my son is home with me, and I'm enjoying his company, and my dad is close by and I'm enjoying keeping him company.

Before I left Vietnam I had the pleasure of Mike Ryan's company for 5 days. We drank coffee, talked about the wonders of Viet Nam, took a day trip down down the coast to Long Beach for some swimming and surfing, and then a quick trip to the mountain town of Da Lat where most of our vegetables come from. Everything was pleasant except for the bus ride through the mountains. I was sure we would fall off the road and be killed. It was great to share the Vietnam experience with my childhood friend. (We've know each other since 1962 and little league and birthday parties and Cajun dancing.)



In other news, my girlfriend's company closed down when the husband and wife owners left town with billions of Vietnamese dong ( I'm guessing about $5 million) that they scammed investors from in a Berni Madoff type ponzi scheme. Right now they have the police and the Vietnamese mafia after them. Both the mafia and the police came to the office to take whatever they could. One employee, who was owed money, took off with all the office furniture. (I was offered the directors chair for $50, but didn't take it because it's not my style.)


My girlfriend, being the entrepreneurial type and having a degree in accounting, and having started two other businesses, walked off with the customer files and Rolodex. The next day she and colleagues rented office space and opened their own consulting services company. This is a good thing for me because the services they provide includes obtaining legal documents for foreigners, such as residency and work permits, visas, licences, and motor bike registration. The first week she registered my bike for me at cost. Nice, I now have my own foreigners plates.  She also made more money her first week in business than her monthly salary working for the lawyers.

Here I am paying To Anh the money to register my motor bike in my name. A new law made it possible for foreigners to own bikes. Til then we had to put the bike in the name of a Vietnamese friend.


There is an added benefit here. Because I know a lot of foreigners and a lot about foreigners, she wants me to work with her in marketing the business. I'll get a commission. I like this a lot because I've been itching to get involved in some kind of business venture here and this is ideal. I'll help design and translate marketing literature and their website. It'll give me an excuse to talk to expats and put to use my business experience and education. (My own business, by the way, is surviving the great depression but not making any money these days.)

I don't plan on letting this interfere with my volunteer teaching or learning Vietnamese. I'll just have one more thing to keep me from being boring. (The Vietnamese always say boring when they mean bored.) Meanwhile, I'm trying to keep warm in chilly little Rhode Island with my family.

Sunday, December 11, 2011

To The Country

For the first time since I've been coming to Viet Nam I finally spent some time in the countryside. My girlfriend asked me to come with her to visit her parents...so. I was apprehensive. I mean, I'd be staying with them in their house.

"Do they have sit down toilets?" I asked.
"Yes."
"Toilet paper?"
"Yes!"

"Hot water?"
"Hot water??"
"No."
"Okay, fine. I'll go."

We took the train north along the coast for 120 kilometers and got off at Tuy Hoà. From there her brother took us by car to their home 38 kilometers inland. Big house. Lots of room. I would be sleeping in Tố Anh's bedroom. She would be sleeping with her parents on the living room floor. The other three bedrooms were empty. (They like sleeping in the living room because there is more air there.)

The next morning I went for my exercise walk alone. I now know what it is like to be a one man parade. I swear, everyone in town stopped to watch me go by. Strangers smiled, waved, and wanted to know where I was from. It was a very interesting experience. Even a cow pulling a plow had to stop and watch me pass by.




The only bad thing about my trip were the mosquitoes at night eating me alive in bed.  Other than that I loved my stay there and the people who were so kind to us.

My fall stay in Nha Trang is winding down and I'll be coming home soon for Christmas. Looking forward to seeing my family and the holidays in Rhode Island. Some snow would be nice. One of my best and oldest friends, Mike Ryan, is here for a few days. Awesome having him visit. He's going to be building a house with the Habitat For Humanity down in the Delta. He taught one of my classes with me at Crazy Kim's. We are going up to Da Lat on Friday together.

I love my life. I get to teach here for a few months and then recharge back home in America, and do it all over again a month later. And then return to spend summer in Rhode Island. Nice.