The baby buns in birdcages are my greatest source of sidewalk entertainment since that guy who bent his knee to grab his foot from behind and hop around at my old address of Sopo & Irving Park. I can't remember what that move is called, but it's an enduring favorite. Today I saw even tinier buns - I thought I was gonna die they were so cute - sleeping and nibbling on tong choi. Also two weensy puppies. I wonder if customs will let me back through with a rabbit if I succumb.
Counterfeit designer tshirts:
Claivn Klein
Playmater
Dolce&Gabbanna
There is too much money. Is this stupid? I have about twenty-seven bucks on me, USD. Everything under 20,000₫ is change, and also the most common currency, which means I have wads of it. I've only ever seen one coin, which is worth 2 cents and what's the point.
Uncle Ho is on the face of every bill. I looked up descriptions for the images on the reverse and took pictures for my own satisfaction, but I think I'll spare the rest of you.
Non-western style bread shop was one of those yawning garage doors on the sidewalk. Nothing inside but a floor to ceiling convection oven and a couple speed racks. Low overhead, right?
Motorbike repair shop. Workman working and a rooster chilling out front. There's a rooster in another alley off of mine. I hear him in the morning.
One of the things I take for granted here is the normalcy of walking out into traffic. I got into trouble all the time in Chicago for forgetting to look up before stepping off the sidewalk, but here it's kind of expected and motorbikes, even the cars, flow like water around you. There isn't that aggressive mentality that pedestrians belong on the sidewalk, which I appreciate, and unfortunately I foresee difficulty readjusting. Mufasa would have been fine if he'd been in Vietnam.
....Um, either I was just the victim of a drive-by fruiting or the tree above me is raining starfruit. OMG, I'm sitting under a starfruit tree!! My corporate chain-coffee shop is better than yours!
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An hour later: a barista brought out a long pole with a fork taped on the end to pull down more fruit which another collected on a tray. The fork is now being exchanged for a cleaver and they're hacking at a branch from another tree dangling a basketball-sized jackfruit two stories high. There are butterflies in this courtyard and so much winning.
Would you take a picture of the starfruit tree? I have never seen starfruits on the tree.
ReplyDeleteYou mean those fruit trees are on the coffee shop's property? That is so cool.
Remember the owner of our hotel on Andros Island sent someone to pick mangoes for us as opposed to going shopping at a store. A different way of life.