Our introduction to Vietnam was a man hanging off an intensely high billboard on a rickety bamboo ladder, three skinned dead dogs on the back of a scooter and driving on the right side of the road. GOOD MORNING VIETNAM. This place is looser than I remember; I am seeing everything through new eyes. The streets are dirty, the names are dirty and I feel dirty. Power lines are intertwined and are any electricians’ nightmare, snakes of electricity waiting to bite u...

Our introduction to Vietnam was a man hanging off an intensely high billboard on a rickety bamboo ladder, three skinned dead dogs on the back of a scooter and driving on the right side of the road. GOOD MORNING VIETNAM. This place is looser than I remember; I am seeing everything through new eyes. The streets are dirty, the names are dirty and I feel dirty. Power lines are intertwined and are any electricians’ nightmare, snakes of electricity waiting to bite u...

Our introduction to Vietnam was a man hanging off an intensely high billboard on a rickety bamboo ladder, three skinned dead dogs on the back of a scooter and driving on the right side of the road. GOOD MORNING VIETNAM. This place is looser than I remember; I am seeing everything through new eyes. The streets are dirty, the names are dirty and I feel dirty. Power lines are intertwined and are any electricians’ nightmare, snakes of electricity waiting to bite u...