The Saigon Night Market is a Phở King's Nightmare
Arriving in Vietnam was very special. If you ever asked Ender which part of the itinerary he was most excited for he would always say Cambodia for the company, but Vietnam for the food and shopping. As soon as we were settled into our hotel/brothel, we were eager to get out and find something delicious for our first meal and were not disappointed! We picked the first phở place we could find and each ordered a different style; Jacob was the most adventurous ordering beef with tendon. What a king!
Our initial plans for day 1 in Vietnam were to be pretty low-key: relax from the long trip, and do some shopping. Considering we will be away for 4 months, we packed LIGHT. Each of us brought 1 carry-on, 1 personal item, and checked 0 bags. That effectively meant we had little room for clothing beyond a limited capsule wardrobe. So after dinner we walked to a night market to see what we could find.
If driving in this city seems like an impossibility, walking is quite...improbable. We can't entirely agree when one should step into the street, but we do agree that it is an act of faith. There is no break in traffic, there are no clear moments in which it is "safe" and yet there is a rhythm to the insanity that everyone (else) seems to understand. One must be bold yet hesitant, consistent yet flexible. One must wait for the opportune lull...and if that lull never comes, one must create it. This literally means stepping into traffic with nothing but a clenched buttock and a prayer.

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