Country Home

We left Ho Chi Minh City around noon on Tuesday. As we road the bus south, we watched as the landscape of rural Vietnam unfold around us.

The roads got bumpier and the scenery more beautiful.

I  nudged at Bruce after spotting a beautiful rooster strutting around. It was going to be the first of many, many roosters we saw on the road that day.

After a mostly comfortable 4 hour ride, we arrived in Chợ Mới. The air smelled relatively cleaner and its always a wonderful thing to see more trees.

A small, wiry man pedaled casually by us on his rickshaw.

I turned to Bruce, “We’ve officially left the city.” Continue reading