Today I decided to return my motorbike and get a bicycle...better safe than killing someone in the long run I guess. I just can't handle the mayhem they call traffic over here! My poor cousin from Saigon spent 2 days trying to teach me how to ride the "xe may". He said I was getting the hang of riding but not riding in the crowds and I eventually (though reluctantly) agreed. Anyway, I biked about a mile from the bike shop to my house in the raging "traffic" tonight and even with just a bicycle I wanted to kiss the floor in thanks once I reached my house safe and sound. Nothing makes you appreciate each day more than feeling like you're risking your life all the damn time. hahahahaha!
In other news, the 7-year-old that lives in the house with me has become my friend it seems. For the past 3 days she has stayed awake until I got home (around 10pm) to present me with a different piece of fruit each night. HOW AWESOME IS THAT? Once my mom is back in the states and I have some more free time, I hope I can spend time jogging with her dad and reading English books to her and her little sister.
Ahhh, the small things sure make life sweet as I nom nom nom on my fruit.
