Given that I am sitting here typing in Khaki shorts I won't say too much about it.
Saying that, I have already proven myself hypocritical before, why stop now?
This doesn't just reflect our little trip to Ha Noi but to the international travellers everywhere.
WHY DO YOU INSIST ON WEARING KHAKI? Do you want to blend in to the svannah of a city?
To be continued.
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Zin Chao From Ha Noi
Ahh all the login stuff is in Vietnamese so you're pretty lucky I found the "Post" button. haha
This is eventually going to turn into a travel blog, so what better way to start is by saying hello or Zin Chao from Ha Noi!
Mum and dad have graced me (and my brother) with a last trip overseas before I, being the big One Eight, means that I am overage in their books and can therefore fund all trips after this one.
So this one last trip has me typing this post from my little windowless hotel room (actually it's pretty nice) in the wonderful Ha Noi, Vietnam! I was going to go and take some long exposures of the street but my habit of leaving the toilet seat down and not putting the lid down with it has caused my brother some grief and he's in a strop... Is that weird? That is weird right?
Hopefully after this post the tension has cooled and I can convince him... Unless he's so transfixed with watching his pirated "Spectacular" the nickelodean rip off of "High School Musical" ... we'll see.
Anyway, less about crap and more about this amazing, busy city!
There are so many motorcycles as that is the main, and easiest form of transport. They beep their horns a lot here too, some of them sound nice dare I say, even friendly and some blast your ear drums like angry parrots. (I'm not sure where parrots came from but i'm sticking with it)
I've totally got walking across the road down pat too. I could pretty much cross with my eyes closed.
Okay I lie... but I'm pretty good.
We have a tour guide called Vu (which means power, or so he says) who is a little crazy and repeats himself a lot but very energetic about everything which is good. He took us to Ho Chi Minh's mausoleum first up today. When we went in and walked around him I was half expecting him to wake up and stretch. Apparently when he died he signed a will that said that he was to be creamated because he wanted the money to go back to the people. However, the government kept it a secret and had him embalmed.
So now, for over 40 years Ho Chi Minh has been travelling to Russia every year for a million dollar beauty treatment to keep him looking less dead.
I guess being a physical preservation of his words and his actions when he was alive comes to play too..
I think that's pretty amazing. Although when you go in to see him you have to be deathly silent and wear appropriate clothing, I think it's because someone might let it slip that he's not creamated and he'd be pretty pissed.
Then we went to Maison Central affectionatly/sarcastically called "Ha Noi Hilton" By US troops serving time there, including John McCain. In fact, if we had stayed there an extra three hours we would of seen him... I think dad wanted to.
The Van and Vu then took us to the Temple of Literaure where I patted a many hundred year old stone turtle and then proceeded to pat my head because it'll make me smarter. (Let's hope so anyway)
Cutting this post appropriately "short" my stroppy brother is stroppy no more and we're off to take some photos. I shall put some up later.
I'd like to announce that my new favourite food is deep fried small crab from the rice fields. Yum yum. Although I was eating one tonight and its claw stabbed me in the gum.
Chao from Ha Noi : )
This is eventually going to turn into a travel blog, so what better way to start is by saying hello or Zin Chao from Ha Noi!
Mum and dad have graced me (and my brother) with a last trip overseas before I, being the big One Eight, means that I am overage in their books and can therefore fund all trips after this one.
So this one last trip has me typing this post from my little windowless hotel room (actually it's pretty nice) in the wonderful Ha Noi, Vietnam! I was going to go and take some long exposures of the street but my habit of leaving the toilet seat down and not putting the lid down with it has caused my brother some grief and he's in a strop... Is that weird? That is weird right?
Hopefully after this post the tension has cooled and I can convince him... Unless he's so transfixed with watching his pirated "Spectacular" the nickelodean rip off of "High School Musical" ... we'll see.
Anyway, less about crap and more about this amazing, busy city!
There are so many motorcycles as that is the main, and easiest form of transport. They beep their horns a lot here too, some of them sound nice dare I say, even friendly and some blast your ear drums like angry parrots. (I'm not sure where parrots came from but i'm sticking with it)
I've totally got walking across the road down pat too. I could pretty much cross with my eyes closed.
Okay I lie... but I'm pretty good.
We have a tour guide called Vu (which means power, or so he says) who is a little crazy and repeats himself a lot but very energetic about everything which is good. He took us to Ho Chi Minh's mausoleum first up today. When we went in and walked around him I was half expecting him to wake up and stretch. Apparently when he died he signed a will that said that he was to be creamated because he wanted the money to go back to the people. However, the government kept it a secret and had him embalmed.
So now, for over 40 years Ho Chi Minh has been travelling to Russia every year for a million dollar beauty treatment to keep him looking less dead.
I guess being a physical preservation of his words and his actions when he was alive comes to play too..
I think that's pretty amazing. Although when you go in to see him you have to be deathly silent and wear appropriate clothing, I think it's because someone might let it slip that he's not creamated and he'd be pretty pissed.
Then we went to Maison Central affectionatly/sarcastically called "Ha Noi Hilton" By US troops serving time there, including John McCain. In fact, if we had stayed there an extra three hours we would of seen him... I think dad wanted to.
The Van and Vu then took us to the Temple of Literaure where I patted a many hundred year old stone turtle and then proceeded to pat my head because it'll make me smarter. (Let's hope so anyway)
Cutting this post appropriately "short" my stroppy brother is stroppy no more and we're off to take some photos. I shall put some up later.
I'd like to announce that my new favourite food is deep fried small crab from the rice fields. Yum yum. Although I was eating one tonight and its claw stabbed me in the gum.
Chao from Ha Noi : )
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
If Only It Was an April Fool's Joke...
There are a lot of things I have concluded to be wrong, without studying them in-depth. Evolution is one of them. The fact that I don't know that much about it does not bother me in the least.
APRIL FOOLS
Oh my fucking gawd.
I've come across the most hilariously disturbing site imaginable.
http://www.fstdt.com/fundies/top100.aspx?archive=1
And above, dear reader, is only a small sample of the many things that come out of fundamentalist christians close minded heads.
Need more of the devil's temptation to visit?
"This past spring I was expelled from my high school. Why? Because I'm a Christian. There was a girl in my class who was wiccan, and I didn't want demons to possess me or anyone else and save her from satan. So, I told her that her faith was evil and told her to accept Jesus as Savior and she would be saved. Simple as that. Just say the sinners prayer and you can be saved!
Well I got sent to the principal for that. She said I was 'discriminating' against her religion. I was only doing what the Bible, God, Jesus and my pastor said! How is that wrong!?
Well, afterwards I was forced to aplologize, even though it's a sin to, so I never meant what I said. So, instead I put a copy of a Jack Chick tract in her locker about how wicca and a paganism lead to murder, rape and other horrible things because it lets the devil get inside of you. I also left a little note about how she was going to hell. I was hoping she would see the error of her ways and repent from the evil, disgusting 'religion'.
Instead I was called down to the principal again and this time there were two police officers there. And they said I was under arrest for harrasing this girl and threatening her! What did I do? I just wanted her to accept Jesus and be saved! Now her family (all evil, stupid, disgusting god hating wiccans) want to sue me for discrimination and creating a hostile workplace! How is that fair? She's the one who's discriminating against me because I'm one with the LORD!
Jesus is the only way to salvation! It's that simple people! No pope, wicca, or anything stupid like that! JESUS ONLY! Why is is wrong to tell others that? It's all the fault of the ACLU and simlar atheist organizations trying to destroy us Christians. Next they'll want to genocide us for doing our Godly work. "
I.. I just don't think I can read them anymore... they make me laugh and so angry at the same time.
APRIL FOOLS
Oh my fucking gawd.
I've come across the most hilariously disturbing site imaginable.
http://www.fstdt.com/fundies/top100.aspx?archive=1
And above, dear reader, is only a small sample of the many things that come out of fundamentalist christians close minded heads.
Need more of the devil's temptation to visit?
"This past spring I was expelled from my high school. Why? Because I'm a Christian. There was a girl in my class who was wiccan, and I didn't want demons to possess me or anyone else and save her from satan. So, I told her that her faith was evil and told her to accept Jesus as Savior and she would be saved. Simple as that. Just say the sinners prayer and you can be saved!
Well I got sent to the principal for that. She said I was 'discriminating' against her religion. I was only doing what the Bible, God, Jesus and my pastor said! How is that wrong!?
Well, afterwards I was forced to aplologize, even though it's a sin to, so I never meant what I said. So, instead I put a copy of a Jack Chick tract in her locker about how wicca and a paganism lead to murder, rape and other horrible things because it lets the devil get inside of you. I also left a little note about how she was going to hell. I was hoping she would see the error of her ways and repent from the evil, disgusting 'religion'.
Instead I was called down to the principal again and this time there were two police officers there. And they said I was under arrest for harrasing this girl and threatening her! What did I do? I just wanted her to accept Jesus and be saved! Now her family (all evil, stupid, disgusting god hating wiccans) want to sue me for discrimination and creating a hostile workplace! How is that fair? She's the one who's discriminating against me because I'm one with the LORD!
Jesus is the only way to salvation! It's that simple people! No pope, wicca, or anything stupid like that! JESUS ONLY! Why is is wrong to tell others that? It's all the fault of the ACLU and simlar atheist organizations trying to destroy us Christians. Next they'll want to genocide us for doing our Godly work. "
I.. I just don't think I can read them anymore... they make me laugh and so angry at the same time.
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