After my morning coffee at the corner cafe with Peter, Dan and Faye, I headed off on Hai’s racing machine hoping to ride to the Anthology museum. With my iPhone badly malfunctioning after an involuntary upgrade by Apple, a bike ill suited for anything but racing and a sore right foot, I turned
back and took a Grab taxi instead. I had to get other people to order me the taxi both coming and going. My iPhone is just a screwed up mess.....thank you Apple.
The museum was a display of all the ethnic groups through out Vietnam, their customs, traditional dress and life styles. It was quite interesting to see how diverse Vietnam is. Without a properly functioning iPhone, it was a challenge getting home. After lunch at a neighborhood open restaurant, Dan and I bicycled over to the French Quarter using the hotel loaners. Stopped for lemonade once in the quarter and returned home in the rush hour traffic. The humidity left me a sopping sweaty mess.
At 6:30, Peter who lives permanently a few buildings down from the cafe invited six of us for dinner. Great Mexican food (Peter being half Mexican having grown up in California), wine, sangria and Pepperidge farm cookies for dessert. Exactly my age, Peter had a line up of 60’s through 80’s music. It was a lot of fun, verging on being raucous at times.
Tomorrow I pack my gear for my departure on the 16th.
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