The city itself is growing explosively. Already with 9 million people, Saigon is projected to reach 16 million in less than 10 years. There are construction cranes everywhere. (Would I invest in Vietnam? Every penny I could. 60% of the population is under 30, they all keep having kids, and everybody works 7 days a week, up to 18 hours a day. Unbelievable productivity.)

The Reunification Palace

The recently renovated Post Office in Saigon. really nice!

A church in Saigon that's (kind of) a replica of Notre Dame in Paris. Only open Sunday mornings. Closed all other times.
The highlights of Saigon were the market and our private concert. The market (one of hundreds here, of course) is as staggering and colorful as the largest in Hanoi, with sights and sounds and smells we could not possibly record. Ridiculous prices – my knock-off (but high quality) Polo shirts were $5 each.
The Food Court at the Saigon Market.
Fran could not get used to the agressiveness of the merchants at the market in Saigon. They kept touching her and insisting that she buy from them. A few times she had to give them the New York attitudinal look when saying "No, Thank You [You touch me again and you'll pull away a stump!"]"
Fran could not get used to the agressiveness of the merchants at the market in Saigon. They kept touching her and insisting that she buy from them. A few times she had to give them the New York attitudinal look when saying "No, Thank You [You touch me again and you'll pull away a stump!"]"


And these hollow tubes play specific notes with echos, when you clap your hands!
This one stringed-instrument sounds like a guitar in the right hands!
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