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Friday, January 6. 2012A case of Ho Chi Minh's Revenge for the PupetteThe college pupette has been exploring the Viet Nam hinterlands, and spent a couple of days in a northern fishing village with Vietnamese friends. The young people in the villages had never seen Americans. The pupette, enjoying all of the spicey local dishes of course, managed to pick up a nice strong case of food poisoning and emailed me a medically-detailed report of that. TMI. She's feeling a little better, now. She's a good, hearty and brave traveller. We taught her that. She'll go anywhere and do anything, doesn't mind getting lost, doesn't mind being on her own, and isn't afraid of getting sick - as long as it's all cheap. She's been almost everywhere already, without us parents - out West, Europe, etc. (All of my kids are like that. Their Mom was adventurous like that too in youth, hitchhiking all around Europe, Turkey, and the Middle East with a backpack. Now, her Mom prefers a bit more comfort in travel but still has the vigorous Go Go Hi Ho attitude to life which is a blessing for me.) What normal college kid would want to sit at home with the old folks during winter break? Not one of them. At least ski with friends, or go somewhere fun and exciting on the cheap. Mine have never stayed at home, comfortable as it may be here at ye olde cozy Yankee cabin homestead by the fire. We preach, and try to make an example of, adventure and accumulating experience and experiences - the good ones and the bad ones. Learn more from the bad ones. As my "Oystersmiling" pupette says, "The world beckons." The world is her oyster. What a fine attitude. Pupette was laughing in her email about spending a day in a "Commie medical clinic" next to a jolly Aussie couple with the same affliction. Aussies - always jolly, always at least half-drunk, never worrying about anything. She reports that the docs and nurses were wonderful and kind, and that she absorbed 7 bags of IV normal saline which brought her back to life. Seven bags? Sheesh. I call that "low on oil." She's back in Saigon now, and posted a few more of her pics. The Americans in the pics are her cute self, and her pal who is working in Saigon. Excuse me - I mean Ho Chi Minh City. Photo is a bag of Normal Saline. AKA salt water - human fluid is the same thing as sea-water, and not by accident. Nurses inject a bag of it into themselves when they have hangovers at work, or so I have heard...
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AH…… the contentment and satisfaction of a successfully mature, self reliant, self assured child. A difficult, but rewarding job well done, Mr and Mrs Birddog! I tip my hat.
I take no credit! Or maybe just a little bit. I give them the credit.
But thanks! Things that make you go hmmm, the beer in one of the photos is called Saigon Export, not Ho Chi Minh Export.
I keep confusing members of the commune, but is this the same puppette who is attending Kenyon?
Isn't is passing strange? 34 years ago, a week from today, Vietnamese and Americans would go on a massive killing spree during Tet. If the cards had been dealt differently, I would have been there. And I probably wouldn't be here to read this wonderful post. So Bob, the Americans went on a massive killing spree? Really?
And BD, I read here often but don't post. I enjoy a vast majority of your posts, so I mean no offense really, but do you realize that by traveling to such places, people essentially legitimize the gov't and give tacit approval to the way in which it came to power? Normalizing relations with such countries is an insult to the people who died attempting to stop the evils of communism. I know, Dan.
Fact is, lots of American private $ invested in Vietnam now. Quite a bit. My brother had some deals w/ co.s doing biz and we had a few discussions on it. It all fell through, but he disappointed me anyway. Principles are tough to stand by, sometimes.
Hope your girl stays as safe as she can. Tough place for something to go wrong. And the saline thing absolutely works. Used it in the Army w/ outdated stuff that medics had to rotate out. The tricky part is trying to stick yourself w/ a gawdawful (caps?) hangover! Dear Dan, I did say Vietnamese and Americans. Perhaps you don't remember Tet and how bloody it was, but people of my age do.
My point, not well-expressed, is that it is amazing how often we and our former deadly enemies get along: Britain, Germany, Canada, Japan, et al. This does not mean the wars were illegitimate or should not have been fought. I merely am amazed at how things change with time. Does anyone but me remember the great old animated education flick called "Hemo the Magnificent," about why blood is so similar to the ocean? I was charmed to find it still is available via Netflix.
Yes I do, first thing that came to mind with the sea water comment!
Many of the locals still call the older part of the central city "Saigon."
"Americans would go on a massive killing spree during Tet"
Actually it was rather massive. The Viet Cong and invading North Vietnamese army were practically anihilated. It was a disaster for North Vietnam but Walter Cronkite claimed it was a defeat for the US and our South Vietnamese allies. You are correct Ray. Politicians stopped the military from finishing them off and the press gave them cover. the NVA were astonished how the press lied and how the military retreated. What foolish and dangerous things our liberal democrats have done thru the decades and continue to this day.
Thanks for the pics, BD. The puppete seems, and looks, strong enough to conquer any temporary adversity she might run into.
Vietnam, the southern portion at least, is beautiful in geography. It could be a gold mine of tourist income should the commies relinquish their ideological harness. Though, I still grieve mightily for those who gave their all there. I can't but help wish that freedom will reign, eventually. Well, of course some Kenyon students, like mine, are spending their winter break working full time 9-5 jobs to help pay their college expenses. Their wealthy friends are skiing, no doubt, or adventuring, or otherwise recreating, which is all good, as the youth of today say, but those who aren't are not abnormal for staying at home with the old folks. Just broke, and doing something about it. And, of course, helping us likewise broke old folks.
Bird Dog has neglected to note that I took the semester off this fall to work three jobs in order to help pay for college. I went to Vietnam on my own dime and did so largely for career-related reasons. I wish Bird Dog would stop putting words in my mouth, or better yet, not say anything at all about me or my life.
a bit off topic, but Uncle Ho once worked in one of the finest hotels in Boston (via Wikipedia):
In 1912, working as the cook’s helper on a ship, Ho (then known as Nguyễn) traveled to the United States. From 1912 to 1913, he lived in New York (Harlem) and Boston, where he worked as a baker at the Parker House Hotel. |