Sun 24 June 2012
As an elderly Vietnamese gentleman once explained to me, "Death anniversaries (đám giỗ) are not sad occasions, but rather are an opportunity for the family and friends to catch up again." We did a large amount of catching up last night. It's now 0525 a.m Sunday ... I have just woken up and am still half drunk. We
had a very good party last night, it being the death anniversary
celebration for Nga's dearly departed dad. Australian and Vietnamese friends, wives and girlfriends joined us, as well as Nga's sister Oanh, her husband Hung and The Dragon (mother in law)
Apart from many beers, including VN made 330ml cans of "Tiger" beer and imported,
yummy, 500ml cans of German Bitburger at $1-50 a pop, we also opened
five bottles of red, including three bottles of very tasty Bordeaux and
Beaujolais Villages and two bottles of FAKE wine, made from fruit in VN
and labelled as French and Chilean grape wine. So I've kept the two bottles of
fake product, one with contents, to take to the Economic Police for them
to do an inspection of the retailers' premises and do some counter
thumping.
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labels on 2 bottles of fake wine
My 33 year old son, John, is here visiting with his twenty six year old, Chinese wife, Lixia (Lisa). Lisa is
sweet and she and John clearly get along very well together and are very
happy in each other's company, which is wonderful to see. They arrived
Wednesday and we have been busy taking them shopping and organising a
trip north together to Danang, Hue and Hanoi, leaving tomorrow or
Tuesday. The trip should be fun.
Ah, never a dull day in Vietnam. As Tony, another ex-Adelaidean,
ex-Canberran, now living here says, "Beats Boring Old Adelaide !"
Excuse me now, time for coffee before I collapse on the keyboard.
Monday 18 June 2012
Son John and wife Lisa arrive Wednesday to stay and travel with us for a
month. Should be fun. It might force An to use a bit more of her
English, too. When looking for a tv remote control last week, I picked
up one and she said, "No, the other one" in ENGLISH. I was bowled over, and very pleased.
It's Euro Cup soccer season up here again, a bad time, because so many
people lose money on gambling that they want to replace their losses by
theft and burglary. I read an article yesterday about a 19 year old who, wanting
entertainment money, tried to strangle a 25 year old neighbour. She put
up a good fight, he fled and was caught. Another bloke reported walked into
the bank and said, "I have a bomb in this package". He got several
thousand dollars and 19 years in prison for terrorism.
Mayhem on the road continues unabated. One in yesterday's newspaper was
of a truck that took out a taxi's rear vision mirror and didn't stop.
The taxi gave chase, cut in on the truck, which then rammed the back of
the taxi sending it into two motorbikes in front, killing one moto
driver and sending the other flying into the path of an oncoming truck,
which hit and killed him.
One of the national tv stations showed a road safety clip the other
night, showing a compilation of stupendiferous mayhem: Motorbikes
colliding with other motorbikes, with cars, trucks, buses, handcarts,
pedestrians, and cyclists. The only thing missing was aeroplanes, but no
doubt they're working on that.
So at this time we are making
sure to lock all doors at night and our upstairs windows, and trying to
drive as safely as possible.
Tuesday 29 May 2012
So much happens living here in Nha Trang that I can't get it all on paper before I forget it.
Four sisters L to R: dì Thiện from France, dì Hương from Saigon, mother in law Tuyet, dì Mai from Nha Trang
Mother in law (MIL) and dì Mai have just returned from a short holiday to Thailand. MIL says, "I've just returned from heaven." She obviously enjoyed her trip. While there they had a Vietnamese speaking guide, whom they asked to take them to "show them something that isn't in Vietnam". So he took them to two 'special shows'. "Oh, it was disgusting, but such fun." Who would have thought two old ladies would enjoy themselves so much?
Friday 1 June 2012
Blood pressure 167/100. No wonder I feel so ill. Took a pill and within an hour BP was back to normal 128/74, so I then went cycling for an hour around the back lanes.
Drove the motorbike to town to withdraw 23 million dong to pay for good quality insect screens to be fitted to both bedrooms and upstairs study. Along the way the police fined me 500,000 dong ($45AUD) for speeding at 44km/hr. Town speed limit for motorbikes in 40km/hr. Hell, I can cycle that fast on my pushbike ! There were a minimum of five policeman in the team: a radar gun operator hiding up the road behind a truck; a baton waver to stop the vehicles; a paper checker; a supervisor in plain clothes; and a chaser with large motorbike should an offender not stop.
The paper checker inspects driving licence, vehicle accident insurance, vehicle registration, and ID cards (for Vietnamese nationals only). There is an additional 100,000 dong fine for EACH of these not produced for inspection. I had all mine. The checker asked Nga, "How come he has a Vietnamese licence?" "He speaks Vietnamese and did the test in Vietnamese." So the checker came and had a long and amiable chat with me.
All the policemen were merely doing there job and didn't cause any unnecessary mayhem. Nga paid the 500,000 fine and we were on our way, after a final advice from the supervisor, "Tell your husband to drive at the right speed from now on."
Cường, Nga's son's electrician friend, came to clean and oil all our fans ready for summer. One is unrepairable and needs to be replaced. He also changed three light globes before having to leave to pick up his child from school.
The other day I asked brother in law Hùng further about the stabbing incident in the Kiêu Loan Hotel next door to him. The fellow who had come caused a lot of fuss was the husband of an employee at the hotel. She has worked there for a year and of late has not been going home at all, but rather living in the hotel and refusing to go home. It was the hotel owner who stabbed the husband, who is now in hospital.
An Ngoc using the window as monkey bars
Four year old daughter An Ngoc, dog Tin Tin and I went for a walk around the quiet back lanes. I do enjoy being with her. I try and speak English as much as possible with her, but I have no idea of how much or how little is going in until she follows what I ask her to do or - rarely - speaks in English herself. This afternoon she asked me, "Đầu mốt tv đâu?" - Where's the tv remote control? I saw one on the tv cabinet and picked it up. "No, the other one" said An in English. I was gobsmacked. What a jaw dropper! Well done, An Ngoc !
Nga and An Ngoc Schwer