I’m now back in Shanghai, and it feels great, but I wish my toes were still in the sand. Yesterday was our last day in Nha Trang. We slept in a bit, drank 2 Texas sized margaritas, and reluctantly dragged ourselves away from the beach. There is something different about Vietnam. Everyone is so happy there. Everyone laughs so easily. Life is so simple, just like it should be. Returning to a city like Shanghai isn’t easy, and it makes me think I only have a few more years of city life in me.
As our taxi drove off into the freshly rained on night, I rolled my window down and watched the pairs of friends and lovers passing by on their scooters, yelling and smiling into the warm air. I wanted to join them, but I had to return, I had students to teach.
That night our flight left Saigon airport at 1:55 a.m. We arrived to the Pudong airport at around 7 and were at work by around 8:40 a.m. It was kind of fun just bustling into work like a tumbleweed, although I am now almost too exhausted to keep my eyes open.
For now, I leave you with a list of my Nha Trang faves:
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