And as we stepped outside the front doors of our hotel, someone (God?) threw 500 gallons of hot water on us.
Humidity is a ditch. Of hot water. Streaming down your back. Ending up as puddles in your shoes.
Sue loves this country. And she was eager to show it off to me. So I was lucky in that I was introduced to Vietnam through eyes of love.
The old. And the new.
Anything with a balcony? Is old.
I followed Sue through the streets of Ho Chi Minh as she walked quickly. Her goal was to show me the market. The Market.
First we walked past The City Hall:
I don't know what I was expecting to see in Vietnam, but I know the beautiful buildings took me by surprise.
That's a statue of Ho Chi Minh. He was a Vietnamese Communist Revolutionary who was prime minister and president of North Vietnam. He officially stepped down from power in 1965 due to health reasons, but remained a highly visible figurehead and inspiration to those Vietnamese fighting for his cause (a united communist Vietnam) until his death. After the war, Saigon, the former capital of South Vietnam was renamed Ho Chi Minh city.
Something about that pic of the city hall (above) reminds me of the Main Street Train Station in Disneyland...
Everything was beautiful.
Until we turned the corner.