Update#11

We were surprised when Chris said he wanted to take a day off and take us around Okinawa. We told hime he really didn't need to do that but he insisted saying he was a workaholic & we were a good excuse to enjoy a day off. So he picked us up and off we went. First to the Naminoue Shrine, a most sacred Shinto site. Chris carefully instructed us on what we needed to do to enter. At a water stand, we washed our hands, first the left,then right and then took a drink from our cupped hands & spit it out…to rinse our mouth of any thing bad. Next at a sort of altar, we tossed a coin with a hole in it into a bin, bowed twice, then clapped twice, then bowed twice again finally with praying hands, stand silently for a short time. Then we entered the main room where the altar was loaded with golden statues & decorative items. Chris's filled us with many details about the history of the Shinto religion. Next he took us to meet the local Monk, who was his friend. The shrine is being renovated and plagues were going to be displayed with donated names on it. Chris made a donation on our behalf and we were asked to write down our names. Chris told us now a piece of us would always remain in Okinawa. That pulled my heartstrings! Next we bought a taiyaki-a fish shape waffle filled with a sweet bean filling. Actually pretty good! Next we went to the former WWII Japanese Navy Underground headquarters—a massive underground tunnel system. It was eerie walking through the dirt tunnel where thousands of of boulders had been & so many had died. One room was where after realizing they were defeated, many had committed suicide by smashing loaded grenade to their heads. The walls were all pitted leaving the evidence. Losing the battle was a disgrace to their Emperor. Better to die. Our next stop was the Okinawa Peace Memorial & Museum. A massive greens lined with stones where the names of those who died in the Battle of Okinawa were etched. Japanese, American, UK & Irish. Total 200,000+ —15,500 of them American. Okinawa was the only Japanese island to experience a land battle. It was the largest Pacific battle of WW!!. The Japanese had staged the war there to delay the Americans from attacking the mainland. The island was sacrificed for this stall plan. It was left totally burned & destroyed. US fired almost 3 million shells…almost 5 per Okinawa. It was called the Typhoon of Steel. Starvation & malaria took another heavy toll. Looking out the window, you could see the cliffs where many women threw their babies & then jumped themselves. They had been told if they became prisoners, Americans would rape them and eat their babies. This unfortunate island was caught in the middle. And it was here my dad was also caught in the middle. As we walked through the museum & looked at the many pictures and watched the films, I felt the need to see if my dad was in them. What an internal wound this must of left in him. He never ever wanted to tell us anything. I can now see why. The last display was a poem:
Whenever we look at the truth of the Battle of Okinawa, we think there is nothing as brutal, nothing as dishonorable as war. In the face of this traumatic experience, no one will be able to speak out for or idealize war. To be sure it is human beings who start wars. But more than that, isn't it we human beings who must also prevent wars? Since the end of the war, we have anchored all wars, long yearning to create a peaceful island. In our unwavering devotion to this principle, we have paid a heavy price.
There was one more museums Chris wanted us to see…too often overlooked he said. Himeyuri Peace Museum…also called the Nurse Museum. It told the story of the school girls (ages 13-18) who were given a short course in nursing and then sent into the caves to serve the soilders. Many pictures of the girls dressed in nice uniforms in classrooms or playing on campus were in the first sections…then the same girls covered with blood, filthy and stressed inside the caves. The survivors testimony videos told stories of how difficult it was to dig maggots out ears, how heavy the amputated legs were and how hard to watch hysterical wounded men get eliminated. From just this one school, 240 girls went in but only 136 survived. Most were killed when they were forced to leave after defeat was imminent. In the 1980's the survivors of this one school gathered and decided to tell their stories. Gruesome as they were but important for the world to know the horrors of war. They were but one of the many island schools forced to send their students to war.
Japan's constitution now states: "Japan forever renounces war…and the threat of use of force as a means of settling international disputes." Why doesn't every nation renounce war?? Why??

Update#10

The last couple days we spent mostly at HelpOki. Chris needed to make a detailed inventory of all the items in the personal care section and the pampers. I can tell you they definitely have enough toothbrushes but need combs! We also put lots of clothes on hangers, vacuumed, washed mirrors & did some dusting. Rog sprayed weed-killer along the fence. As we worked, we chatted with the other volunteers several who spoke some English. A group of 2nd graders came through on a tour bringing donations with them and many questions. Most spoke English so that was fun. At 1:30, Chris picked us up & we met his wife, Yuku and her friend at a shopping mall. We'd told Chris a few days ago that friends of ours had donated $410 & asked him to decide the best way to spend it. He contacted one of the orphanages he helps with and found out they were setting up a practice kitchen for kids graduating who would soon be needing to fend for themselves. Each graduate would get 2 weeks to practice living on his own. The kitchen needed to be stocked so that's how the $$ could be spent. Also, the orphanage housed 80 kids so laundry soap was a huge expense. It was comical watching Yuku & her friend discuss what to buy. They filled the basket with pots, pans, bowls, strainer, cutting boards, knives, etc. etc. Then they filled another basket with laundry soap. Everyone was pretty excited when we got to the orphanage to drop off the donations. The director posed for pictures with us and profusely thanked us. I thanked him for caring for these kids all the time. He said he was touched that I realized and appreciated what he did. It was an honor to accept a framed thank you note on behalf of the donations we received from those attending our CFUMC presentation & Shan. Sure wish they could have felt the love and appreciation! We were then given a tour of the "practice apartment" where the grads will spend 2 weeks. Kids crowded around us as we got in our car waving and smiling…obviously well cared for.
Back story: There are 8 orphanages in Okinawa. When I asked why so many, I was told 3 reasons-military base, island mentality of doing whatever, and talking about sex was taboo so kids got no sex ed. HelpOki has been a big donator to all the orphanages but Chris wanted to do more than just give them stuff. He made it his mission to get involved directly. His offer to have holiday parties, sporting events, etc. were denied time after time. Finally one of them said HelpOki could mow the grass and cut down the weeds. They did this for 2 years before finally they were told they could have a BBQ for the kids. Finally they trusted HelpOki. Since then they've have lots of events like trunk or treat, graduation parties, summer fun events, etc. at most of the orphanages. Building trust took 2 years but now love flows freely back & forth. We left there feeling pretty happy…but also hungry so we went to a Steak House which served the meat on a sizzling black stone. Delicious! Yuku said she was so glad that Chris was getting to spend time with midwesterners cause he missed being home and for him, we felt like family. Of course, we invited them to come to stay with us anytime and I think they just might!

Update #9

We left Naha and headed to Uruma where HelpOki is located. Since it's not a tourist area, it was tricky to find a place to stay. When the older lady showed us the room, we were happy to see a frig, microwave, rice maker and totally blue bathroom. But when she showed us the bedroom, it was perfectly empty with just the traditional rice mat flooring (tatami). No bed. After some confusing hand gestures, we used the Google translator and she smiled and opened a cupboard where 2 thin mats, pillows & blankets were stored. Not what we call beds but when in Japan, sleep like the Japanese. Our Airbnb is near town so we walked around but didn't find much for us to see or do. We took an Uber to locate HelpOki & talked to a few volunteers. Luckily, one had an American parent so spoke English welcomed us. We had arranged to meet Chris the next day. I have been communicating with Chris via Messenger and following them on facebook for about 4 months. It was great to finally meet him in person. Chris is an ex-marine married to a local girl. He started HelpOki in 2011 and has been the director since then. It was the first place in the area to serve the poor, homeless, shelters, orphanages…who ever needs help. It has a food bank, clothing, household items, washer, shower, computer, WiFi, printer, showers, emergency shelter room and even offers classes in self care and confidence. Little doubt that Chris loves what he does and who he does it for. After a quick tour, Chris gave us a list of things we could work on so we lost no time and got busy organizing clothing, toys, books …most of which were really nice as had been donated by US service families when they packed to return to US. Rog did some general cleaning while I checked expiration dates of newly donated food. My FIA experience really came in handy! Chris was working the whole time too. As I watched him work, I was in awe to see his diligence & energy level. It's meeting people like him that make volunteering such an incredible experience!!
At 4, it was time to quit and Chris insisted on taking us to our room but we suggested stopping at A&W so we could buy him & his wife burgers to go…and we could grab dinner too.
Evening found us hunting for our next stay…closer to beach in spite of the fact that it's the coldest week they have had in 20 years!! It's in the 60's! What's up with that!!

A food update: we've had several bowls of the traditional Ramon soup bowl full of sprouts, leafy greens, noodles and a few bites of beef. It comes with rice and once we got a grilled chicken with it. One night we went to place where you cook your own food over a hibachi…can't really say you cook your own supper as the meal included 4 bites of beef, 4 slices of egg plants and about 1/4 ear of corn for $20. Luckily, we passed by a 7/11 so we could get Rog some sweet bread and me a Coke Zero & since I had a microwave popcorn with me…we didn't have to go to bed hungry! Here in Uruma where we are now staying, can you believe there is an A & W right down the road! Yup! Guess who's been there twice??




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Update #8



We slept well & were ready to take off about 10 the next morning.  Our Airbnb host, suggested we go to the Shurijo Castle & the Udon Palace gardens.  We always like to get recommendations from the locals.  The castle had been the home to the reigning kings from the early 1400's until almost 1900's.  It had been almost completely destroyed during WWII.  It is currently being rebuilt…again.  It had been almost done several years ago when it was destroyed by a fire.  It was very similar to the castles we've seen in China & VietNam.  The gardens that surrounded the very simple & sparse Udon palace were lush. A pond with stone bridges was the centerpiece.  I could just picture elegant ladies in bright kimonos crossing the bridges.  We still had some sunlight & so we hopped on the monorail to see a bit more of the city of Nana.  It is full of tall apartment & office buildings as far as you can see.  I'm struck by the simplicity of buildings.  Usually cement & boxy with little to no decorative detail.  The cars too are simple & boxy and small.  Traffic was steady but hardly heavy.  Streets were clean but did see some storefronts that were not well kept.  It's hard to imagine what this island looked like just 75 years ago.  Virtually flattened.  We've only seen a small pockets of prewar buildings.  A big part of our draw to Okinawa was that my Dad was here during WWII.  I thought of him a lot today.  Especially when we saw the remains of a dug out tunnel used by the Japs (as he called them).  The tunnels were almost impossible to see dug into the roots & plants.  It's hard to wrap my head around what my Dad probably experienced here.  History books say it was the largest & most deadly in the Pacific front.  The castle we visited as tourist was actually the main fortress used by the Japanese in WWII.  My dad was also on Iwo Jima…where they famous picture showing the US flag being hoisted happened.  So imagine how strange it was to see the US flag flying next to the Japanese flag?  It's so difficult to see anything but politeness, kindness & peacefulness in the eyes of the Japanese people that surround us now.  How is it possible?

 

Update#7

We took a pause in our travels to visit with Jake's family near Pittsburg for a few days. We'd rented a room in a hotel with a pool & hot tub waiting to be used…which the kids sure did. For afternoon fun, we strolled around Cosco munching on the samples & then ate lunch there. Who knew that's what they'd want to do?? Sun night we took the kids home so they could get ready for Mon. Addie had to go to the hospital for her monthly infusion (to treat MOGAD) so Rog dropped us off around 7:30 & then took off to do some errands. He meet us back at the hospital around 1. Addie was finished an hour later & we all went back to Jake's so she could rest. We spent the next several days doing odd jobs & evenings enjoying Jake's family. It has seemed really weird to still be in USA this time of year! We are ready to dive into a new country!
On Valentine's' day, we were up at 3:00 to catch our 6:30 flight to Chicago. From there we climbed aboard our 13 hr flight to Tokyo. It was long…but fairly easy. That's when the craziness started. First our tickets to Okinawa did not show a gate number so we waited for the Departure board to tell us. An hour before our flight, we finally headed toward security. They said we needed to go to another terminal via a shuttle bus. Got there and up to security and found out our luggage, (which was clearly marked Okinawa) had been sent to customs in the first terminal. (Somebody should have mentioned to us that the bags would need to go through customers in Tokyo when they put the tags on our bags!). So back on the bus where we were went to info counter to help us. Luckily, two clerks walked us the back way to customs so we could get our luggage. By then of course, we'd missed our flight so we had to go to the airline counter to get new tickets. It happened but took another hour. Off to our gate we headed. Whew. Finally. Nope. Gate was changed so off we went again. We were exhausted by the time we loaded for the final less than 2 hour flight. Our Airbnb host picked us up promptly and soon we were in our room in his home. Two mats, low table, lower chairs & two kimonos. We definitely were dropped into real Japan…exhausted!
It was a Valentine's Day to remember cause it lasted over 30 hours!




Update #6

Charleston…once the richest port in US, birth place of the Civil War and now getting polished up to be a beautiful tourist town. It's full of old, stately, 3 story homes with huge porches in multiple pastels or brick with rod iron fences surrounding their well manicured gardens. We toured one stilled filled with the original furniture and learned about the families that lived there…and the one still living on the 3rd floor. There are several magnificent plantation tours here but the McLeod Plantation seemed to be the most authentic so that's where we went. Our guide, Harriet indeed said the other plantations glorified the rich white masters and their wealth. McLoad's tour told the story of the enslaved. Harriet was black and actually related to some who had lived & worked on this plantation. She told us many stories about the slaves who worked here. With tears in her eyes, she showed us pictures of a man who had visited this plantation in 2015 and then went to her church & killed 9…6 of them were her friends. She was a guide as a way to honor the enslaved & her murdered friends. Her final words were "Make no mistake, there is still hatred in this soil we stand on." That sunk in deep. Another place we checked out was the old city of Dorchester which thrived for about 100 years and then was abandoned during the Revolutionary War. Only the church bell tower, a few gravestones and some crumbling walls of the fort remain. Lesson: no guarantees your footprint will last. The sun was shining as we boarded a ferry that took us all around the harbor giving us a great vantage point to see Ft Sumpter and the WWII aircraft carrier, Yorktown. Finally, the Charleston Museum did an excellent job giving us a thorough history of this area.
And one can't come to Charleston and not feast on she-clam soup & hush puppies served with bacon jam! It's been an interesting & enjoyable visit!

Update #5

After more than 1000 phone calls, almost 100 home visits and upteen logs sawed, we took off our Inspiritus volunteer Tshirts and headed to Charleston. There we found a big soft bed, real shower and a slower pace.
We left knowing many people's yards were cleared up…but many more were not. A couple large groups of volunteers are coming mid Feb and we truly hope that they will be able to clean up lots more of the storm damage so the large pile of assessments will dwindle rapidly. I can only hope!
It has been a unique experience to spend so much time with locals. To sit on their couches, get shown family pictures, hear about their health issues & how hard it is for them to do anything and their hurricane stories. One of the questions on the assessment is "Are you over 65?" So many of them who can barely walk to the door or get up out of the chair, said "No.". I looked around at their home which often was in huge disarray and in need of so much TLC. We've always felt blessed to be as healthy & active as we are BUT meeting so many 9 or more years younger who struggle to do anything and have the minimum, just made our lives feel even more amazing. I will never understand the why us/why them question but without a doubt, I will appreciate our lives more. I can't imagine being as miserable as Mr. Thorne who is so angry at the world and wanted to tell us all about it, often crying & quoting the Bible. He asked us for a hug saying it had been months since he was touched. We spent an hour there and still had to back ourselves to our car in order to finally leave.
We are also leaving behind the Garden City Methodist Church who generously gave us a nice room to sleep in and use of their huge kitchen…even got some left over funeral food! We did attend their Sunday church services which was a total throw-back to the 60-70's. Sang only from the hymnals and the kids danced in the aisles & one even joined the 7 member choir. Babies were being passed around and made to laugh. Matt called on people by name to hear prayer requests. Then the kids were called up for a children's time before taken out. Pastor Matt's sermon seemed to be personal for the 50+ in the pews. The kids then came back to be part of the communion as we knelt at the railing and were given a small piece of bread (which actually was from a loaf of bread Kenny, a day volunteer had made for us.) Matt's wife followed him and held out a gold carrier filled with tiny cups of grape juice. Remember that?
Speaking of church, there's one on most every block around here. Many huge with gorgeous stain-glass windows, large awnings & tall steeples…others very simple. I must confess, it actually makes me mad. Also in town on many busy sidewalks, there are stands filled with bibles & other religious books manned by people who ask if you want to hear about Jesus. I was so tempted so say, "Wouldn't it make Jesus so much happier if you were helping the many people who need help??" I know that's a bias of mine—not walking the talk. I know…I know…I don't know if they do reach out & help others?? Still I wonder if the $$ that goes into building & maintaining all these churches that are only used a couple hours a week could be used instead to make people's lives better?? Isn't that what Jesus wanted??
I also wonder what some of these people who wanted to teach us more about the Bible would have said to Shannon (another volunteer) who feels like the Bible story that blames the first sin on Eve was the authors way of making sure women were the lesser of the two. Without a doubt, our time in Savannah (and earlier in Valdosta) broadened my perspective and understanding of people who live in Georgia and those who Helene impacted. It will not be forgotten.


Update #4

The stories are endless and the last 4 days, Chan, my niece got to hear them too. She lives just 5 hours from here so she drove up and within an hour was on the phone calling people to arrange assessments…and listen to their stories. Next 3 days, Chan and I headed to homes to check out their damage. You never know what you'll find. There was the lady who wanted help picking up pine cones & the man who wondered if we mowed lawns vs the extremely handicapped lady who needed help adjusting the seat on her electric chair. She insisted on helping and ended up falling on the floor so getting her up was a feat in itself! The whole time she was telling us all about all her family members who had been in the army and about how her mom (who was in the bed just around the corner) was dying. We backed out the door as she shouted how thrilled she was to have her freedom again and couldn't wait to drive her new scooter to Walmart! The many trees down in her yard seemed like the least of her problems. That assessment stop took a while! Next stop we got a belly laugh out of the lady who told us that she had to rush out of her house when the hurricane was knocking down trees all around her and all she had time to grab was her medicines, purse, puppy and wig! At another home, Chan noticed a Billly Graham book displayed on the coffee table & when she asked about it—the lady beamed & told us how she had met BG and he had saved her then they had exchanged letters for years.
Usually we appreciate GPS but did it really need to take us down a slushy, muddy Georgia clay road with huge ruts and deep ditches!? I could feel our little car bogging down so I did what my Dancer Rd experience taught me…gunned it!!! As we slipped & slid back & forth for about 2 miles, mud was flying everywhere. Chan was roaring with laughter. The final stretch was the most challenging as our back tires sunk in and the front tires were weaving back & forth. I floored it and we finally hit pavement. Relief. Our guts were hurting from laughing & the car was covered with orange mud. At our next stop, the homeowner asked, "Are you guys alright?" That got us laughing again.
Early am and later pm is the best times to make phone calls. People are so excited to hear from us? Helene was in early October & many of the people we call have not heard from anyone since they requested help. They live more than an hour from the major cities where volunteers & relief organizations have been based. Our calls are a beacon of hope and you can hear the joy in their voices! Of course, we have to tell them we can't assure them they'll get help as that depends on the funding and number of volunteers…but they smile and thank us profusely anyways. Their names make us smile: Willie Mae, Johnny Fye, Gracie, Lillie, Thelma Lou.
A local man has been coming to chainsaw with Rog a few days which means a little less chainsawing for Rog. He got a chuckle out of the lady who asked him not to cut up a down tree because she wanted to create a Babylon setting under it. He continues to sleep soundly.
I have to tell on Chan…she is a strong believer in eating healthy…but was drinking McD Diet Coke with me several times. She even ate a McD hamburger to celebrate my birthday. Chan left after 5 days with a big smile and a happy heart. Our days are full and rewarding.

Update #3

Well, I didn't expect this! About 3-4" of snow & freezing cold for 3 days! Really???!! Rog and Zach had been on a roll getting trees cut up & moving piles and I had been making phone calls, assessing damages & lining up jobs for the guys. Then bang, we woke up to snow that put the skids on everything…except phone calling…which are actually fun because people are so excited to hear from us and eager to talk. Most are snowed in. Almost everything around here is closed.
When I'm out doing the assessments, I'm often invited to sit in the living room or at the kitchen table to fill out the required paperwork. That's where I also listen to their stories. This week I visited a lady who had been caring for her mom until last week…when she died. I met a young mom of three girls whose husband died in November. She asked, "How do you do all this without a man? My husband would have had this mess cleaned up. I just can't." Another lady was so relieved to hear we could help because she'd been at the hospital supporting her son who had been in a bad car accident Christmas Eve. Now she needs to try to get a ramp built & house ready for him to come home. Just too much.
Their stories make me feel guilty that my biggest complaint is that I'm not wearing shorts & flip flops!
Driving around doing assessments is the best job. Bekah helped us figure out how to hook our phones to car play which clearly tells us where to go so I can just enjoy the ride. The last two days before the storm, I actually went by myself and didn't make a wrong turn!
Rog is still feeling good and actually says he's enjoying the chainsawing…and the appreciation & praise from the homeowners. Zach is quite a story teller & preacher and encourages Rog to tell him about our trips so they don't lack for conversation. Shannon, the other volunteer, has had a severe migraine so we haven't seen much of her.
Today is my birthday and I've been getting lots of bd wishes all day. Love it! I asked to go to Red Lobster so Rog called and they said they'd be open for lunch but probably not dinner. We were the only ones there at noon. We got really good serviceTheir rolls, coconut fried shrimp & chocolate brownie sundae was just what I had hoped for! Headed back to base to make more phone calls and line up more assessments. We now have almost 20 ready to go as soon as the snow melts!

Update #2

This morning Rog fixed his famous frittata and he & Zach gobbled that up then took off to cut up a huge tree that took all morning. I started calling trying to scratch up volunteers. Mostly I only left messages or emailed. The few I actually talked to didn't leave me feeling too hopeful. Twenty-six churches/groups and nothing for sure. As I mentioned, we're staying in a church has. It has 3 kids' rooms that needed cleaning. So as a thank you for letting us bunk here & use their kitchen, I cleaned the rooms. Guys got back around 6:30 for soup supper. Chainsaw needed sharpening so Rog did that while I put together a work list for tomorrow. Next day, I rode to the sites with the guys & made lots more phone calls as they guys worked on more trees. If yard stuff or small debris needed to get moved, that was my job. Rog is doing lots of chainsawing but luckily, he doesn't seem to have stirred up his back/hip pain. Zach runs the skid load with ease & accuracy. When the saw blades got dull, we headed back to base. We'd put a roast in a slow cooker so dinner was ready for us & we were ready for it! Next day, off to another site where a huge double tree had split right down the middle and fell in opposite directions! After several hours, the saw quit so off we went to find a repair shop. They said it would probably be a couple months before we got it back. Inspiritus has several more so it won't stop us…but somebody ought to open another chainsaw repair shop cause there's lots of chainsawing needing down around here!! After we stopped at base to pick up another saw, we were back at it. We come "home" tired but satisfied. Rog sent a picture of our bedroom to our kids…Jake responded saying it looked like we'd been to Good Will and made it a CRC (Chelsea Retirement Community) room. Kinda does remind of that except we sleep on air mattresses & not in hospital beds! Whatever, we feel like it's home and both sleep well.
Our next several days filled up with more chainsawing, moving debris, making phone calls & lining up assessments, and meeting homeowners. Rog seems to be enjoying cutting up the trees—some humongous ones. Zach grabs them with the claws on the skid loader & piles them up by the roadside for the city to pick up. He probably can easily pick up a toy in one of those claw game machines! And me, I'm good at filling out assessments, making phone calls & chatting with the homeowners.
Good news, one more Inspiritus volunteer, Shannon is here and I've got lots of "fishing poles" out there hoping for more!

Update 1

 Intro: So we're off again…too cold to stay home and adventure calls. As always, I will NOT be editing. I write these updates mostly so I can record our daily happenings so they don't get lost in my fading memory. I send them to you so you can trash them, skim them or maybe they'll make you smile. Please let me know if you'd prefer not to get the updates and I'll remove your name and it will not hurt my feelings!! Really!

Jan 8
We took off around 9 heading for Gibsonia to see Jake's family. David had a wrestling meet so we made it in plenty of time to see him work out with his team and then congratulate him on his wrestling. Elin, Tim, (her boyfriend )and the rest of the family waited for us to get home to celebrate Elin's 18th birthday. Can't imagine she's that old already. Next night, Elin & I cooked a Thai dinner and Addie made a scrumptious coffee cake. Mmm. Next morning, Sarah took us to the airport where we caught a flight to Savannah, GA. Since Hurricane Helene had caused so much destruction last October, we decided to do most our volunteer work here in the States. Back in November, we tried to sign up to help with All Hands & Hearts working in N. Caroline. They had too many volunteers already. We tried Red Cross. Same story. We tried Samaritan Purse. Same story. I remembered a friend we'd met while working with All H & H had started a disaster relief group, Inspiritus & sent a message to her. She immediately called me up & said, we need you in Georgia! They are not getting much help. She even offered to fly us there (using a non-profit that collects donated miles). So off we went. For 10 days stayed at an United Methodist church camp in a bunk house. We were asked to do assessments which meant we drove all over, meeting homeowners & assessing their damage. Then we wrote up a report which was turned over to the people doing the work. We met about 60 people who were very glad to see us! We were thanked & blessed over and over. Humbling. So we agreed to join Inspiritus again after the holidays. So here we are again in Georgia…Savannah. We are staying in an United Methodist church's community hall. We have our air mattresses set up in the room where brides dress. Not bad! Zach is the project manager and Bill (a pilot) is the only other volunteer!! They have chain saws & a skid loader. While they work, Rog & I use an app that list all the people who have applied for help. Total for the entire area hit by Helene is over 50,000. Rog zeros in on an area close to us, we call them to set up a meeting and after we get about 8, off we go to assess the damage & write a report. If it's small job, we do it. It feels so good to change a red dot to a green dot!
Sunday morning is not a good time for reaching people…but a good time to go to church. This UM church service is very much like our home church in the 1960's. They also had to vote about disaffiliation…and stayed UM by 1 vote. About 40% left so there were only about 50 people at the service. Sad. They have great facilities here but $$ is tight. After church, I made soup and then we made more phone calls & off to do more assessments. Monday we woke to rain. We already have lots of jobs lined up so it was a good day to do some grocery shopping, cleaning (I think the janitor isn't working) and made lasagna. Bill left so Zach is catching up on paper work and trying to line up more volunteers. I'll be calling around tomorrow to see if I can find some local volunteers.

Final Thoughts— Rog

I reluctantly agreed to visit Vietnam.
So many lives lost and so much pain for both sides.
Why stir up old memories…won't it cause the people additional pain?
Can I enjoy a country where battles were fought? Would I want to?

Surprising Vietnam

I did not expect to find Vietnam to be such a welcoming, beautiful place.
Here are a few of the things I found…

Early morning locals sweeping the streets
Respectful, honest, people…clerks, waiters, taxi drivers
Modern clean Grab cars (think Uber) with video monitors and GPS
Cell phones for all!
Electric turquoise taxis
Sleeper buses so you can stretch out for long overnight journeys…only about 12 beds per bus.
Motorbikes parked anywhere and everwhere
Entire mobile restaurants on the sidewalk . Just pack it all on the bike (plastic chairs and tables, propane tank, pans, etc.) and ride away at the end of the day!
No room to walk on the sidewalk so…walk on the street edge
Drivers honk as a courtesy to let you know they are coming, try not to worry…they see you and will avoid hitting you
Easy, cheap transportation by taxi, bus, train, or air
Beautiful countryside…trees, rice fields, mountains, beaches
Nicely landscaped and trimmed medians along divided highways
Roadsides lined on both sides, mile after mile with
their National flag (red with a gold star in the center)
Genuine, welcoming smiles from nearly everyone
Words of acceptance for the past and optimism for the future
Restaurants with interesting showrooms where you can select live fish, eels, oysters, shrimp, crab, lobsters, squid, octopus, etc.
Clean, modern hotels with great breakfast 😀
Smiling parents encouraging their children to talk with us so they can learn English
People, very proud of their country, seek our confirmation by asking, "What do you think of Vietnam?"
Many people ask where we are from and then are delighted when we say "America"
Traffic flows like boats on a lake because no one claims the right of way
No stop signs
Passing is ok on either side as long as there is enough space to get by
Left turn or U turn directly in front of oncoming traffic is ok here. Cars will slow or even stop, if necessary, to avoid hitting you. All is done slowly to allow oncoming cars to adjust.
No road rage
Very little evidence that any vehicles have been scraped on the side by any other
We did not see even one vehicle that had been seriously damaged in an accident
Quiet motorbikes…and millions of them
Slow traffic with nearly everyone apparently agreeing to keep it that way
Almost no traffic police
Great tunnels through mountains, good roads and bridges
Very few water buffalo…one was a living prop for a picture opportunity (farmer stretched out on his back resting on top of the buffalo) Where would you lie down in a rice paddy?
Hard working rice farmers bending to work in chilly water all day
Serious and strong women working with men doing dirty manual labor jobs (trash pickup, mixing cement with a shovel, etc.)
Bicycles piled high and wide with huge loads…how do the tires survive?
Men crowding the coffee shops at all times of the day
Never ending stream of beautiful girls in gowns getting photos taken on the beach
No noticeable presence of government controlling the lives of the people
Huge Investment in mega hotels…China again?
Women's bodies totally covered with sweatshirts, hoodies, helmets, gloves, face masks, hair covers, and sunglasses while riding motorbikes
Women riding motorbikes while wearing high heels and helmets with cute little teddy bear ears
So many people apparently very happy with their lives…smiling, laughing with coworkers, taking pride in their work

When conditions are improving people tend to be happy and optimistic for the future…that is Vietnam today-looking ahead, not back.

Roger

Update 35/ Jane's Final Thoughts

We loaded our plane on Sunday at 9:30 pm.  A couple movies, some visiting with the Irish lady next to me and some sleeping filled our 10+ hours flight to Istanbul.  During the almost 11 hours layover, we were able to rest in the Nap Zone a couple of times, played cards, walked around the airport (which is the world's largest) and had a sandwich.  Only a sandwich because it might be the most expensive airport in the world too!  The smallest McD hamburger was $16!  Sticker Shock after getting a whole shrimp dinner for two for $6 in VietNam.  There was a museum in the airport but we were told it would take about 30 min to walk through and cost $26.  We just played more cards.  We were back on the plane for the final leg which was 11+ hours.  Shan was there to pick us up and we were home in our own beds at 11 p.m.. 

 

My Final Thoughts

Again…I am so very grateful that we have the health & means to travel!  I love seeing the sites and wandering the country but mostly experiencing another culture & meeting the people!  In Cambodia, Sue & Monk Hun were incredible.  They have such giving & caring hearts.  The boys have a future because of their determination and Sue & Monk Hun.  In VietNam, I wished I'd found a place to do volunteer work.  I think I was worried I'd feel like a "do-gooder" trying to make up for the pain of the war.  It would be viewed harshly as so little, so late.  Now I think I was wrong.  We felt warmly welcomed and nothing but friendliness & kindness.  I actually have a sense of relief which is an unexpected gift.  Another thing I had all wrong was my concept of what a Communist country is like.  I expected lots of police presence & evidence of control over everything. I saw none. 

Both countries were gorgeous with so many brilliantly colored flowers!  Rice fields in the various stages from flooded to vivid green to dead brown stubble.  Rivers & streams seemed to caress every part of both countries.  Cambodian cities showed their age and had so many small, pop up businesses.  Tuk-tuks & bikes were everywhere.  VietNam was more modern but has quite a ways to go to catch up with the modern world.  We saw few bikes, lots of motorcycles, some cars & even semis.  Traffic was utterly crazy since no one has the right of way.  But all drive slowly and it seems to work seamlessly!.  Both countries will somehow need to address their pollution problems.

When I get home I know it will hit me that I live in a "palace on the lake" with lots of conveniences not available in Cambodia or VietNam.  I'll once again be reminded to be appreciative of all I have…especially my family, friends…and the best traveling companion!   

Update 34


We caught a flight back to HCM & took a Grab from the airport to the closest beach area, Vung Tau…about 2.5 hours. We'd booked an apartment near the beach…turns out not the best beach. The 11th floor apartment was great with lots of space, great view, balcony, pool and….ta da…a washing machine! I immediately filled it with clothes we'd been handwashing for over 2 months! We erected a clothesline in the room & soon had everything hanging to dry! You don't know how good clean feels til it's been a looong time!! Since we were bummed about the beach, next morning we headed out to look for a better one. We found one just a 15 min car ride away. We checked out hotels near there but they were 2-3x more expensive…and not as nice as what we had. So we decided we'd just jump in a Grab each day to get to the nicer beach & that's what we've been doing. Found a good grocery store to stock up on some food & we're staying put till it's time to fly home. Beach, pool, eat, read, cards, call home, sleep, repeat….
Something very unique about this building we're in: on one side we have an about 25' Buddha & temple and on the other side an about 25' Mary holding baby Jesus & church. In town, there's a mosque & on top of the tallest mountain, there's a huge Jesus looking over the bay. Roger recently was reading a book where one of the Christian characters was talking to a Jew & a Muslim. He said he believes there's many bridges that take people to heaven and his parting words were, "I'll meet you in heaven!" Believing that would sure eliminate lots of grief! At the beach each day, I've picked up a bag of trash. I realize it's only a drop in the bucket here but I feel like the beach deserves it. One day as I was filling my bag, two young kids asked me what I was doing. I told them & asked if they wanted to help. They eagerly began scurrying about picking up trash. One asked me, "Why do people throw so much trash?" When the two bags were bursting, they took off. I smiled thinking how lucky to meet 2 Vietnamese kids who spoke English & hopefully, will be future beach cleaners! There are almost exclusively Vietnamese on beach enjoying the waves & playing in the sand. If only they each filled a bag every time they came!! Rog & I haven't gotten tired of eating shrimp & egg rolls. They are so scrumptious that we can't help but order them most everyday! What a treat! Speaking of treats, I decided I couldn't leave VietNam without my nails done. It was easy to find a salon. One girl did my fingernails & another my toenails. I think they put at least 10 coats on. All done for $14. I was happy to give them each a big tip. I love how they turned out. Our pool time was especially fun on Saturday because lots of the local families were splashing & laughing in it. We figure this apt/hotel complex is the weekend retreat for Ho Chi Minh families. It's sure been a great retreat for us! So restful which is what we were looking for these last few days!


Update 33

One and a half more days in Hanoi gave us time to visit the Vietnam Museum of Ethnology which was fascinating covering many customs displaying clothing, cooking & hunting tools and ceremonial items. It covered the 54 ethnic groups who live here in Vietnam . Vivid photos and videos gave us a real sense of "being there." We'd planned to go to the Sapa area where many of these ethnic groups live but the misty & rainy, cold weather with no sun in the future changed our minds. So the museum helped fill that gap. On the grounds around the museum 7 different indigenous homes were built which were all open to tour. We especially enjoyed watching the young kids running from house to house…learning as they go. A World Culture building was also on the grounds. It displayed prize cultural items from all over the world. USA display was a Native American blanket. Later we walked through a traditional home in Hanoi's Old Quarters with a shop on the first floor then a court yard next the back store, another court yard and finally the kitchen. Second floor had the living room with the ancestors' altar, bedrooms & a terrace. This was a very typical in the early 1900's. We've toured several in other cities also. Roger was in need of a haircut so he found a barber close to our hotel while I wandered…almost getting lost. Toward evening, we rode an electric cart all around the downtown & French Quarters. Somehow our driver managed the congested streets! We'd been eating lots of Vietnamese food so when we saw a Domino's Pizza sign, we went in & devoured a Teriyaki chicken pizza. Mmmm. Back to our hotel in time to call many of our kids & gkids. Was especially glad to talk to our sweet Addie who's in the hospital being treated for her MOGAD flare-up. This is the hardest part of traveling. We're wishing we were there to hug her. The next morning, we did the tourist thing & sat in one of the little coffee shops that lined both sides of an old railroad track while the train went by within 3 feet! Rog sipped his egg coffee—raw egg & sweet milk stirred into hot coffee—while I drank my Diet Coke. Unique opportunity! Later today, we'll fly to HCM and the sun!
Tidbits:
-Asians love photo ops!
-Store fronts openings in most every town/city are only 8-10 ft.
-Caged birds & potted bonsai trees are popular items in home & stores

Update 32

Before we left home, our friend, Dan Ellsworth gave us contact information for an English teacher he met here in Vietnam last year. So we talked via Messenger, made a plan, she arranged a hotel room & we booked a Grab and took off to meet Vuithi (Joyce) Nguyen in Yen Vinh. We first went to the hotel that was pretty basic which made us realize how soft we've become! Joyce had the hotel owner drive us to her school. She ran to meet us & immediately hugged us. Her smile would light up a stadium! Her class of about 45 students cheered & clapped when we came in. She put on her headset to tell the noisy students they should ask us the questions she'd asked them to prepare for our visit. A few kids were brave enough to ask & then Joyce kept encouraging so more spoke up. One asked for our love story. I told them about when Rog was 16, he got knocked out playing football. His couches kept asking him questions like where he was, when is his birthday, etc and he didn't know the answers. Then they asked him who his girlfriend was and he said, "Janie Baby!" The kids howled with laughter. Soon we were ushered to another class where we were asked more questions & again there was more laughter & excitement. Joyce was beaming the whole time & taking lots of pictures & videos. When the school day ended & as we left, the kids swarmed us asking for autographs, handshakes & high 5's. Next Joyce took us to meet the principal. We visited for about a half hour talking about school issues like scheduling, curriculum, discipline & motivation. He is currently taking a class on the STEM curriculum. He said he did have some discipline issues but mostly due to divorces in families…rate in this area is 4%. Then the principle ask us how we felt about the war. After a moment of silence, Rog said it was bad for everyone involved. He immediately stood us, reached across the table & shook his hand. It was one of those moments you don't forget. Joyce had asked 3 boys to walk with us on our way to her house so they could practice their English. She is such a remarkable teacher! The boys tried hard to talk to us as we dodged the traffic & walked through the open market. We stopped to buy & eat oranges, fried sweet potatoes & bananas & some chicken…all of which Joyce insisted on paying for. When we got to her home, her husband, Tinh (who spoke no English but used Google translator) took us back to our hotel. Next morning at 8, Tinh used a video call to show us he was there with coffee grounds. Our arrangement had been to meet at 10, so we quickly finished getting ready & headed down to meet him. He had also brought his Vietnamese coffee press. Since Rog had no idea how to use it, he made a big mess and ended up with little coffee. Tinh then using the translator, told us he wanted us to go with him now. So after checking with Joyce (who gave Tinh a hard time), we packed up our bags & went with Tinh. He took us to the school he teaches at & he proudly showed us his office. Then he took us to a class where girls were preparing Pho (soup) while a bunch of guys watched & chatted. Tinh took several pictures making sure the girls looked good & mask were off. So much laughter! We then walked a short way & stopped at a street restaurant & he ask us to sit down at the small plastic table on the the short stools. Tinh then ordered for us, paid & left indicating he'd be back in 30 minutes. We watched as a woman washed veges (me thinking-this is not the best plan) and then she fried thin, crispy rice pancakes. She filled them with a mix of veges & shrimp(?) and served them with a big grin along with some greens & rice paper. She demonstrated how to make basically a spring roll using what she had served. What could we do but throw caution to this wind & eat. It was quite tasty (and no negatives effects!). Tinh came back & drove…raced really using his brakes as a last resort…us down narrow streets barely missing many obstacles, people & even a baby in a stroller. We arrived at his house and found Joyce with 5 students in a small classroom attached to his house. She'd prepped the kids & they asked many questions & told us about their future plans. Then off to her school where we visited 2 more classes. In the last one, one student asked us to sing. So we sang "You are my Sunshine" and then they sang to us…not sure what. More laughing, hand shaking, high 5's and this time hugging. It was about noon when we left to walk to her home chatting the whole time. We walked on the street because Joyce thought the coconuts above the sidewalks were more dangerous than the motorcycles whizzing by! As we walked, many kids & adults along the way called out a warm "Hello, Miss Joyce!" She beams with love for her students & the local merchants. Joyce is truly a life long learner. She studies & practices using only nat'l medicines & eating healthy mostly from her garden and 80% raw. She is practicing using her non-dominant hand to stimulate that side of the brain and feels it has helped her memory tremendously. She is also learning Chinese. When we reached her home, Tinh & his older sister had tea ready for us in their entry room where their parent's portraits sat on a lovely buffet with inlaid mother of pearl. Joyce called her 2 children so they could talk to us. They both live in Hanoi. Her mother lives right down the road and comes for breakfast everyday. As we sipped tea, Joyce said she felt very happy with her husband, family and country where the food was fresh & healthy and weather was good. She exercises & sunbaths daily. Joyce is very thing & full of energy so guess she's doing something right! Around noon, we went into their kitchen where Tien had the table full of food he'd prepared: potato soup, green beans, fried tofu, sausage meatballs, cold pork slices & rice. Rog did a great job of eating lots with chopsticks. I felt lucky to try to eat a little with the fork. There was lots more talking & laughter before Joyce served a special grapefruit that was actually deliciously sweet! Finally, we walked out to admire their garden which took up their entire backyard. About 2, Joyce called us a taxi & after many more pictures & hugs, we took off for Hanoi…booking our room on the drive. Love these total immersion experiences! Thanks Dan for the contact!!

DanBau music

Update 31

 We made our way to Tam Coc which is just 3 hours south of Hanoi. Toll roads with actual traffic signs & well marked lanes made it an easy ride. We saw lots of people working in rice paddies and gardens. Many of the rice paddies had a a single headstone in the center. We pulled into a gas station & I noted gas in about $4/gal. Tam Coc use to be a small village but is now teaming with young backpackers trekking the limestone karst that jut up 300-500 ft. Lots of caves with rivers running through them makes it a perfect & interesting place for boat rides. Of course, one of my favorite things to do! Our first was in Trang An where we went through 9 tunnels…one over 1000 ft. Our lady paddler kept shouting, "Low, low,low!" As we crouched trying to avoid banging our heads while we went through the narrow passages. It cracked us up. We stopped to check out a couple temples accessible by boat only. After lunch, we rented bikes & rode to the Thai Vi temple where there were lots of Buddhas, incense & offerings. One altar had a neatly stacked beer cans. Another had neatly stacked Chocolate Moon Pies & Coke. I know which Buddha I wish I was! Next we headed to Thung Nham bird sanctuary & flower garden. Didn't know it when we got there that our ticket included 2 more boat rides there. One took us to see hundreds of storks & the other to see a gorgeous flower garden. That paddler used her feet to paddle! Last stop on our way home was Bich Dong pagoda where a musician was playing an instrument called the Dan Bau & later his flute. It had been misty all day so we were pretty damp when we finally got back to our room, ate a pb sandwich & orange then took a hot shower!

Update 30

Left Hanoi by a limo is headed to Halong Bay. En route we saw homes huddled together with rich green rice fields surrounding them. The rivers had lots of bamboo fishing traps in them. The part of Halong Bay we stayed in was filling up with brand new, identical buildings…some still being built…and all 90% empty! We heard some are 5 years old & have never been occupied. Also told it was Chinese $$. The town has a theme park with a gigantic roller coaster…which we didn't ride. For my Christmas & birthday present, Rog gave me a cruise so that's what we're doing now! A small boat picked us up & took us to our gorgeous cruise ship. Waiting for us was a bountiful lunch and a smiling courteous crew ready to wait on us…which would be the case for the next 3 days. With just 19 passengers on board, we got lots of attention! The weather had been foggy & chilly the last couple days but miraculously the sun showed up & cleared the skies so the water turned a brilliant turquoise and the multitude of majestic karst partially dressed in bright green foliage boldly appeared! This scene continued for all three days we cruised. Each karst with it's own unique formation, coloring & vegetation. 1,969 of them! They were formed of limestone over millions of years all the while rain & roots seeped in between the sedimentary layers causing chunks to cascade into the sea…like rock glaciers…only to dissolve so the waterways are navigable. (Which is good cause about 450 boats are doing that today and it's low season.). Legend has it that when the natives were being attacked by enemy ships, magical dragons appeared blocking the way. The dragons loved being there so much, they decided to stay. HaLong means "descending dragons." I think how much the world has change & will change …but here the stunning karst will stand victorious surrounded by the sparkling aqua sea. On Day 1 we cruised Lan Ha Bay which was much less crowded than HaLong Bay. A small boat took us to Cat Ba Nat'l Park so we could explore the Trung Trang cave. Back on our ship, we learned to make fresh spring rolls from Chef Jimmy (also our guide). Next we sat down to a humongous 5 course dinner that was way more than even Rog could eat! The presentation was clever & elaborate. After dinner, we attempted to fish for squid. One person caught one so we did see the black ink defense. We went to sleep smiling! Up early the next morning, we sat on our balcony & watched as the mist slowly lifted and the bright red sun rose. Another huge spread awaited us & soon we were off on a tiny boat that took us to the mini me of our large ship. On that we slowly cruised for 2 hours. I took way too many pictures but there were so many awesome views! Next we got dropped off at the fishing village on Cat Ba island—which is now really a tourist village. Jimmy was a forest ranger here 25 years ago on this island which was during the years they were trying to stop people from hunting the golden headed langur which is only found on this island and is on the critically endangered list. Less than 70 left. Jimmy said it was a dangerous job as the hunters didn't like being told to stop. We were served lunch (can you call 3 courses lunch??) on our mini me ship & then went kayaking in a quiet inlet to a small beach. Back on the mini me to cruise for 2 hours again. We got back in time for another 5 course dinner which included a flaming shrimp appetizer. We shared a table with a young couple from Germany. It was interesting to hear about their lives. They say Germans are not risk takers & so their economy is quite stable but not robust. We also visited with a couple (Jane & Chris Jones from Perth). We love the opportunity to meet others! Next morning, again we enjoyed our balcony time & over ate at breakfast before packing up to leave…but not before one more scrumptious 5 course brunch! We waddled off the ship at 11:30 feeling like we'd just been in a different world—one we're not normally in—not our usual traveling style…but had to admit, it was thrilling to be so pampered, surrounded by luxury & breathtaking views!

Update 29

We flew from Hue to Hanoi and lost our sun and blue sky. Really had forgotten what it's like to have gray sky & need a sweatshirt. (I know, poor me.).
Hanoi is the capital of Vietnam and a huge city. I'm sure we've only seen a tiny bit of it yet we've had several 20 min taxi rides. Not quite as clean as other cities but good roads. From our hotel room, we can see a huge round-about with 4 or 5 turn offs. It's just fascinating to watch how the traffic ebb & flows with no one having the right of way. Trucks, busses, cars, motorcycles galore, bicycles, pedestrians just go with the flow. Overloaded with you name it and carrying several people who may or may not be holding on. It's just one of those things you gotta see to believe. Another thing that cracks us up are all the makeshift restaurants that people just carry on the back of their bikes. They carry small plastic stacks of tables & stools, bags of food, propane tanks, & a burner and set up on the sidewalk wherever …often right in front of a nice restaurants. . No problem!! Last night we went to the Old Quarters and just walked around seeing lots of the old houses & shops. We went to the Thang Long Water Puppet Theater and saw a very entertaining show where all the puppets danced in a pond while an 8 piece band played the local instruments. Totally enjoyed watching the puppets swim, fish, paddle the boats, plant rice, ride water buffalo & dance in the water. Just a great performance. Water puppet shows are Vietnamese oldest art form.
It's Sunday morning here & our bus ride will pick us up at this hotel at 1 so we're just hanging out here. I needed to do lots of catch up anyways. Also, we were able to talk to five of the gkids & Sarah. A bonus that we've really enjoyed on this trip…we're glad they have phones now!!

Tidbits:
-Pringles & Oreos have been available in most every country we've been to
-Soccer is usually the most common sport but we haven't hardly seen any games being played here
-I found a cracker & some cheese I like and I probably eat that for lunch 5 out of 7 days. Sometimes for dinner too!

Update 28



DaNang-another busy city with an incredible beach that was clean and had lots of green space between it and the road & hotels. The suspension bridge across the wide river has been designed to look like a humongous dragon. Pretty impressive & the biggest tourist attraction here. Ironic for me as the main reason I wanted to come here was because both Ed & Sam (my brothers) were stationed here during the war. They were here as SeaBees whose main job was to build bridges. We learned lots about VN when we visited the History Museum including their version of the war US was involved in. In that war where more bombs were dropped than in WWII, agent orange destroyed large areas of vegetation and caused birth defects for 3 generations. DaNang had the highest level of concentration. In 2007, USA joined VN to help the victims affected. In 2012 USA joined VN in cleaning up affected soil. We saw several empty lots that appeared to have been recently worked up. In many ways, it's been a relief to see how DaNang & many other areas have rebuilt and become prosperous. Not sure how it works under it's Communist government but appears it does…which makes me happy.

Hue is the next place we called home for a couple days. Our hotel offered free bikes which meant Rog was happy. We used them to explore the back alleys around us & rode into town…not the best idea…just because everyone else is doing it doesn't mean we'd like it! Hue is a tourist destination because of what remains of the Imperial Citadel which was built in 1803. Royal housing, ceremonial areas, library & opera house all elaborately built are about all that remains as much was destroyed in wars. Can't imagine what it was like in its hay day! We also visited two of the emperor's tombs and all I can say is Khai Ding thought he was really something!! Glitz to the max! Ty Duc was much more modest and built his in a rice paddy with a river running through it. The real highlight of the Imperial Citidel was all the local ladies who were elegantly dressed in their ao dai (tunic over pants) because it was Women's Day and if they wore their ao dai, they got in free. The colors & patterns were absolutely gorgeous & they must of thought so too because they were taking pictures of each other & themselves continuously! I wore my long skirt. Didn't get me in free.
At the suggestion of Annie, our hotel hostess, we went to the Incense City…which was a bust since we'd seen a lot of incense displays..and ate at Madam Thu which was fabulous. Our waitress, Mimi suggested we ask for half orders of several Vietnamese specialties that we'd not tried yet. So we did. I liked 2 out of 4. Rog 4 out of 4.

Update 27

Hoi An-the ancient city and the major trading center of the beginning in the 15th century. Looking at the topography you can see why. Several rivers merge here only to split up & repeat that pattern several times all the way to the China Sea. It attracted both Chinese & Japanese merchants and were welcomed by the Vietnamese. The ornate covered Japanese Bridge is known as the Friendship Bridge for good reason. It is being renovated currently so that what we got to see. These three cultures also merged & the buildings reflect all 3…along with French who colonized it. We arrived in Hoi An at 5:30 a.m. & went right to our hotel. Our taxi driver phoned the hotel owner who quickly came to unlock the door & show us our room. I'm sure we woke him up but he warmly welcomed us & even invited us to breakfast. Rog took a shower & then headed for the breakfast buffet. I showered and headed for the bed. At 8, I was up & ready to go check out Hoi An. The old buildings are crammed with restaurants and clothing & souvenir shops. Streets were buzzing with motorcycles, bicycles, rickshaws, cars, busses & vendors…mixed in were gobs of tourist. Our first stop was the Museum of Folk Culture which was a good history lesson. We then checked out the 7th generation home of the beloved Tan Ky family. It was getting hot so we headed back to our hotel, ate a snack & hit the beach. We were surprised to see so many people there. Our hotel had bikes available so Rog decided take spin around the area. I opted to stay on the beach. Around 5, we walked to a nearby place for another delicious shrimp dinner. I think we're addicted. The Canadian couple, Jean & Colette Rouat that we'd met earlier happened to be there too so we visited some more. Their son volunteered to serve in Ukraine war. When he left there, he was so devasted by the deaths & misery…especially of kids that he decided to join the bomb detectors in Cambodia to hopefully spare some pain there. We'd visited the center that worked along side him. Jean & Colette were both proud & anxious for their son and had come to visit him. Before we parted, they gave us the name of the guide in Sapa they highly recommended. Sapa is pretty far north but we hope to get there. It had been a long day so bed by 9. Up for breakfast & both of us went on a bike ride before our 10 o'clock pick up that took us to a place where we got into one of those round basket boats. It felt like a Disney ride as we were on a slow moving tributary and surrounded by lots of other boats. Pictures bumper boats. Our paddler was fun as he sang to us, took multiple pictures of us & twirled us around. He had a great laugh. He gave us a little fishing pole & pulled us close to the reeds so Rog could catch a crab. Good time. We came back to our hotel to cool off & have more beach time. Headed back to town to catch a traditional dance & music performance and tour the Assembly Hall of the Fujian & check out the Confucius Temple. Both ancient & impressive. Found a good place for Rog to get Hoi An noodles & I got a delicious chicken stir fry. As soon as it got dark, the lantern show began. Boats with lighted lanterns & tourist filled the river. Many tourist bought small paper boats with a lighted candle in it and let them float down the river. All the bridges & business were covered with bright lights too. What an array of colors!! Then several drummers started up & 3 dragons danced into the crowd & then into a restaurant ( that evidently was reserved for several tour groups). We squeezed our way out of the mass & booked a Grab back to our hotel. We'll be off for Da Nang tomorrow.

Update 26

After leaving Dalat by bus, the first hour and a half every valley was filled with green houses! Thousands of them! I had to wonder about all the workers needed to plant & harvest so many products. A bit later we could only see clouds as we were in high elevation. Eventually, as we got closer to Nha Trang, & out of the mountains, rich green rice fields started to appear. Nha Trang is a bustling city with lots of new hotels lining the Main Street that follows the seemingly endless clean, wide beach. No hotels are allowed to build directly on the beach. the wall facing the beach in our 25th floor hotel room is all glass. Gotta love that view! Also we're less than a block to the beach & a McDonalds!! So I got my first McD hamburger, fries & fountain Coke Zero…for $2. I am an McD expert as I get a hamb in every country we've traveled if we find a McD. Hamb did not taste the same but fries were great. They also sold fried chicken & rice. Rog opted to go to a local restaurant which had pork & con cartilage on the menu. He got shrimp & we shared a scrumptious crème burpee. Next morning there was another multitude of selections. Rog is enjoying the opportunity to try lots of different dishes he might not order. Today he tried (& liked) the ostrich. Next we rode on a gondola that went over the water to an island about 1 mile from the mainland. Loved that view! The island is now a Disney like resort surrounded by food & shopping area that was cleverly decorated. The afternoon we spend watching young families get walloped by the huge waves…and then laugh hysterically. Our bus plans for that night didn't happen so we just added another night to our room with a view. No problem. We called Rob & Bek & found out they have a new granddaughter, Wrenly…born on leap day! Also heard Travis & Lindsey's baby was born the day before. Can't wait to hold both of them. Last morning in Nhu Trang, we headed to see the Ponagar Tower which dates back to possible the 8th century & is where the Cham people still worship. We watched a large banquet that was being blessed by an elder. Also enjoyed watching some traditional Chan dancers perform while flutes & drums played. Interestingly the pagoda was a blend of Hindu & Buddhism worship. It seems we often have to maneuver around the many tourist who seem to be there only for photo ops. Mostly Chinese we think. From the hilltop view, we cold see the older, poorer side of town. Back to the beach for a bit then to our hotel where they gave us a free late checkout so we could shower, repack & get ready for our next bus trip to Hoi An—9 1/2 hour overnight! Our sleeping areas were big enough to stretch out so we both slept fairly well!

Update 25

by Rog….

> Is it safe?
> Many of our friends and family have wondered about our safety as we travel. There is no doubt that we are more vulnerable as we get older, and we could be concerned about finding ourselves in a bad place where we might feel threatened. But that has not happened on this trip or any other. We often feel like the local people around us treat us like the grandparents that we are, helping with luggage or directions (though not yet taking our arm to help us across the street!)
> Part of the adventure is not knowing exactly where we will be staying tomorrow night, how we will get there, how long we will stay, where will we find a coke light, etc. With Grab taxi, booking.com and more it all works out.
> It is actually fun trying to navigate the transportation and all. Yesterday, we rode on the shady side of the bus for the entire trip because we booked seats on the driver's (north facing)side of the bus.😀 👍
> Crossing the street is often the most challenging part of our day. Not because it is dangerous but because we are not used to the rules. And the rules go against our nature. Since traffic seldom stops (we haven't seen a stop sign, yet), the pedestrian starts out after a vehicle has passed and then just walks with confidence that the cars, trucks, busses, and motorbikes will avoid hitting them. Maintaining a consistent pace is very important as the driver's plan to miss you might be ruined if you stop or run.
> We have noticed that a major difference in traffic rules appears to be the total absence of any driver having the right of way. So all drivers are constantly expecting other vehicles to pull out onto the road from any driveway or intersection, pass on the right or left, stop, make u-turns, drive the wrong way, etc. They are the most defensive drivers we have seen. And it works great for all, including the pedestrians. So far…

Update 24

  Tour guide perspective—spinning and spinning—Rog



After visiting the War Remnants Museum in Ho Ch Minh City, I found a bench in the shade.  Beside me was a young  (twenty something?) Vietnamese girl. She was a tour guide and very knowledgeable about Vietnam war history. She asked what I thought of the museum. The museum had presented reasons for the war that were different from what we heard in the U.S.  I told her that in the U.S. we were told that the Vietnamese people wanted us to help them force the Communists out so they could be free to choose their own leaders.  
She thought that idea was very funny…she laughed and said that the Vietnamese people had had an election and they chose to reunify their country, but the U.S. tried to keep the country separated. The U.S. set up a government in South Vietnam and wanted to keep South Vietnam as a colony, denying them freedom. 
So…the Vietnamese were fighting the war to win freedom from the colonialist power, America.

A big difference in perspective! 

She went on to say, "That was a long time ago. We don't hold any bad feelings toward the U.S., we just think about the future. We are happy that we are one country and are no longer separated the way that Korea is."
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Later, while visiting Dalat, a man smiled and asked where I was from.  We talked for awhile and he told me that his father had fought along with the U.S. during the war.  After the war his father was jailed for 10 years.  When he was released from jail he went to the U.S. and lives there now.  Even though the war ended long ago and we see mostly smiling faces, the damage to individuals and their families is often just below the surface.

 Some Russians were recently allowed to visit North Korea and…

They had a reaction similar to how we feel when visiting unfamiliar places. 

See below for what one Russian said.

"The main message of my content is that anywhere: no matter what country, no matter what nationality, it is regular people who live there, and you should treat people with love everywhere," says Voskresensky.  "I hope traveling will save the world."

Maybe it won't save the world, but it might help us to feel that we are all in this together and that we are more alike than we are different from one another.

Rog

Update 23

After saying good bye to Thai, we hung around the pool until dark visiting with Pete & Nita from Canada who recently retired and are on their 2nd long trip. Fun to connect. Later we took a stroll through the main park under a giant Dragon decoration. Musicians, dancers, snakes & bunnies available to hold, painted statue performers, vendors & lots of lights gave it a carnival feeling.
Next morning we went to the War Remnant Museum. Hard to relive & learn more about the VN war. The many stirring pictures & painstaking stories cut to the core. Will mankind ever learn?? Seeing young VN there made me wonder how it made them feel. And when I saw men my age or older who appeared to be American, you could see the pain in their eyes. Rog ended up on a bench under a tree talking to a VN tour guide who was on her break. (He may write about this later.). I did hear her spontaneous laugh when Rog told her we were told America was in VN to save SVN from the communist. It was a sobering morning. Again we sought the pool to cool off & let the experience penetrate. Around 4, we walked to see the impressive old post office. We attempted to go into the Notre Dame of Saigon but it's under major repairs & closed. By then it was dinner time & then bed.
We took a train out of HCM headed north to Mui Ne—a fishing town on the South China Sea. The train gave us more freedom to move around but also what we saw out our window was the backside of towns. Not that nice. We did see acres of passion fruit plants, rows of tall trees, several fruit orchards & small gardens. Few people outside. Mui Ne is an older town but with several new resorts. Our hotel was older, small & quaint with a nice pool. Huge waves were crashing against the high retaining wall on the other side of the pool. We took a Grab to see where the fishermen were actively bringing in their catch & the women were cleaning & sorting it. Motorcycles were lines up with large plastic jugs to deliver the catch to markets. All the boats seemed freshly painted a bright blue, pale green & vivid yellow. Man of the boats were totally round! Story goes that when the gov't first started taxing boats, the clever people wove huge baskets, covered them with tar and claimed they weren't boats. It worked! They actually really liked them too because they were light & easy to put in/out of water! But man, it made us dizzy just watching them in the water. Many of the local restaurants have big glass tanks filled with fresh catch on display. We enjoyed some! Later we sat on a windy beach & watched hundreds of kite surfers. We were ready for these slower paced days.
On the bus again…headed to Dalat. The road was quite rough barely two lanes and since we were going up & down a mountainous area, very curvy. I felt like we were playing peek-a-boo going around those curves! I was glad to see many curves had mirrors. The last hour, the road improved & we saw much nicer homes & towns. We got to Dalat after 5 so we just went to our hotel & crashed. Got up early, ate lots from the breakfast spread, then got a Grab to the Crazy House. Crazy is an understatement! Lady who had it built wanted to incorporate nature. It was a fascinating maze & you just had to be there to believe it. She actually rents rooms in it. Next stop was the Flower Village. Massive creative displays of gobs of varieties of flowers & vege plants. Many of the flowers were the same as we have in Michigan - but 5x larger & all in bloom. A feast for the eyes! There's a cable car that takes you over the mountain so we rode that too. Dalat is nestled high in the mountains so the weather is cooler & refreshing. It's a large town with many new & well maintained buildings & several nice parks. Tomorrow morning we are hoping to do a roller coaster ride and see one of the many waterfalls around here. Then…back on the bus & off to Nha Trang.

Update 22

(Oops last email was for my Facebook post…here's the real update!!)
On the road again…headed to Ho Chi Minh City also called Saigon. Again we ride in comfortable lay back seats on the top tier. Almost at once it's obvious the road is better. Lanes, signage, guard rails appear as we get on a toll road where there's no motorcycles. Later when we get off the toll road, motorcycles have their own lane, there's fewer roadside stands & bigger store fronts. Even timed stop light! The HCM bus station was about 45 minutes from downtown but they have connecting van that we can take to the downtown. From there we used Grab to our hotel. HCM is a modern, clean, developed city with lots of sky scrappers & new construction. Motorcycles fill every spare inch of the lanes & can park anywhere. Dodging them keeps us on high alert when we cross streets. We found a city tour bus & rode it around town for 45 minutes. Great overview. Saw the opera house, post office and Independence Palace. We walked by an Eddy's New York Burger place on our way home so we were soon mowing down our first hamburger since we left home while listening to Elvis, Beach Boys & the Supremes. What an unexpected treat! They also had shakes but we were too full…so we went back the next night for shakes.
Back in the fall, my friend Aileen Clark (who works at the Dexter Library) asked me where we were headed this year. When I told her, she said she knew a young Vietnamese who visits the library often. She asked if she could give him my email. A few days later, Loc wrote giving me some suggestions & telling me he has family in HCM who might be willing to give us a tour. So a few days before we planned to arrive, I wrote to him & after a long group Messenger call whee I was mostly listening to him and his sister chat, we made a plan to meet Thai at 8 am in front of our hotel. And it happened! Thai is a 22 yrs old beautiful girl working in a hotel & going to school with dreams of getting a better job. She spoke good English & freely shared lots of her culture, customs, thoughts & feelings as well sat in a coffee shop for several hours. Later she took us to an authentic Vietnamese restaurant where she continues answering our questions while we shared the meal she had ordered; sour soup, spiced rice & flower buds. Here's a few of the things she shared with us:

-if you make under 11 million dongs ($440) per month, you pay no income taxes
-there are some homeless & they are given lottery tickets to sell
-homeless are all welcome to live free at the pagodas since monks are given many donations & will give the homeless jobs there
-Rich people feel peace and good karma when they give to the monks who pick up donations put in front of shrines which are in most businesses & homes
-HCM is the economical center of VN
- most watch little tv rather Instagram & you tube
- VN War is only memory of old and not thought about by youth
- Thoa's Mom swims everyday
-All Vietnamese love coffee shops & visit often
-Chinese & Korean's not as friendly as US
- Many older VN go to the temple almost daily for 1-2 hr mainly to repent
-cost $5 million dong ($200)per month to go to school
- $ 1 billion for 5 years to attend international school where you'll get best education and learn better English
-Women want to control all home issues
-Many young do not want to marry
-Older men had more affairs but fewer young men
-Thoa earns $300,000 ($12) for 8 hrs of work & gets one meal
-On holidays, many service workers get 3x their pay
-Gays not acceptable until recent show which was very informative
-Sweet soup is one of their favorites & it's made with peppermint, tamarin, pineapple, tomatoes, and flowers before bloom
-$5 million ($200) per month for a shared flat
-Motorcycles cost $20 - 40 million ($800-$1600)

It was certainly an informative & unique opportunity to spend time with Thoa…whose mom called to say hi to us! Thanks Aileen for the contact!



Update 21

Up for a quick swim, pack my lunch & then off to the bus station. 3rd times a charm. We've figured out what we want easily available & what seats to reserve so we're comfy for another 4 hour trip back to Can Tho…but this time to a 5* hotel. Here's a few sights & thoughts & things I want to remember as I get to see a second of the ordinary lives we pass…
-they are attempting to recycle & control the trash but trash is winning that war
-there's no westerners south of Can Tho
-more nice homes in Ca Mau
-haven't seen a woman in a hammock but lots of men
-many red flags with hammer & sickle reminding me of the hatred instilled in me of the communist
-it's ironic that a hot item here is a piggy bank as it seems the poor have little to save & the rich too much for a piggy bank,
-Asian conical hats are the hat of choice!
-Caodaism church: richly colorful temple with two towers, intricate designs covering the entire building. In the center is the Divine Eye. This religion believes in one God & is a mixture of Buddhism, Confucianism, Taoism & Roman Catholicism thus unity many religions with the hope of universal peace
-the lack of traffic rules in spite of the congested roads is mind boggling. So many close calls but as the saying goes: A near miss is as good as a mile
-few bicycles but gillions of motorbikes
In our luxury hotel in Can Tho we are paying about the same price as our rustic homestead before. Large room, pool & huge breakfast buffet for $35. The girls at the reception desk stand to greet us whenever we come or go. For dinner, Rog ordered snakefish & said it was delicious. I'm happy with my egg rolls. Our goal to see the floating market meant up early & get a Grab (like our Uber). Soon we were on a longtail propeller boat weaving between other boats either filled with vendors selling a wide variety of fresh products, serving meals or other tourist boats. It looked to me that most the vendors lived on their boats as laundry hung off the sides and hammocks & pots and pans hung under a roof. What a life! There was a massive fresh market on the wharf so we strolled through that. Again I am awed by the amount of fresh vegetables & fruits. Next stop was an ancient home currently lived in & maintained by the 6th generation. Someone must spend weeks painting the outside with contrasting color on all the designs carved into it. Inside rich heavy wooden furniture with marble inlays & shelves of unique statues, vases & other collectible. The house was used in the movie, The Lover in 1992. The home was surrounded by a garden with many unique plants blooming. My favorite part was a replicate of a mountain with tiny South Asian scenes tucked in the crevices. A huge fairy garden! Back to the hotel pool & our books to wait out the afternoon heat. At 4, we ventured out for dinner & to stroll the malecon and watch all the lights come on after 6. Bright neon LED strips covered all the bridges, buildings & some of the boats. Looked like a huge carnival.

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Update 20

I stayed up late last night talking to 4 of my gkids. Love that I can stay in touch with them! Rog got up early & went out for a morning bike ride to find an ATM which was about 6 km away. He came back with $4.5 million dong. That's $175 USD. But what was even better was he also bought me 3 Coke lights, cz & crackers. I ask to put one in the kitchen frig and then we both headed out for another bike ride on one of the side roads where there are only a few cars and several motorcycles and it followed one of the Mekong tributaries. The road was between the river & a line of homes. As we got farther from the main road, there were nicer homes…but not all for sure. We saw a few people who smiled and waved. Back at our homestay, I enjoyed my cold Coke Light in our cabana which I noted was mostly made of bamboo as was our bed, lamp shades, chairs, table and even the wind chimes! Such a versatile plant! We left there dragging our bags for about 1/4 mi (while the help was in a hammock) to the main road where our taxi picked us up & took us to the bus station. We climbed up on the top tier of the sleeper bus headed to Ca Mau…near the southern tip. We were near the front which made for a better ride except for the almost constant fog horn our driver used every time he passed someone…which was most the time. Not sure why we needed to it it! I think the motorcyclist did though as we got mighty close to them! Almost all wear helmets (albeit really baseball helmets) & the girls usually wear gloves & hoodies with the hood under their helmets…in 90 degree weather! We often went for miles through many towns with not once seeing a stop since or red light. The new sights on this trip were the many small family cometary plots. Most are right next to a home. Probably Christian or Chinese as Buddhist mostly cremate. We have seen a few Christian churches here also.
After a 4 hour ride, we found our hotel…quite gorgeous with huge grounds which included several restaurants, large gym, water park, huge pond and a nice pool which we immediately used. Then off to find some dinner. We went to their restaurant call Camping. We sat at a picnic table while they filled the grill next to us with glowing charcoal & then grilled beef chunks, shrimp & some veges for us. We noticed other customers were grilling their own. Cute idea. Back in our room, we called Chan & MM to wish them happy birthday. Next morning, we checked out tours available but decided to just call for a taxi & have them drop us at the Ho Chi Minh Memorial park which included a bird sanctuary. There was a traditionally built pagoda where a large statue of HCM was in the center surrounded by decorative items. The bird sanctuary was closed…for years it looked. So off we went to walk around the central market. Always beyond me how they can have so much fresh products artistically arranged & ready to sell & so few customers around. How can they possible sell even a fraction of it before it goes bad? We only bought 2 oranges. And the fresh meat? Don't even want to think about that. Across from the market was a clean air conditioned grocery store so we went in to cool off…and lucky for me…restock my Coke Light! Back to our hotel, we dove into the pool & then went to eat. We got 1/2kg of deliciously prepared shrimp…that's a lot of shrimp…for $8. Back to the pool & finished the day with a game of cribbage. Should I brag about beating Rog the last many games?? Probably not. As usual, we fell asleep listening to locals singing karaoke. I don't think I've written about it but almost every night since we arrived in Cambodia & now in Vietnam, we hear people singing (?) loudly. None so far I'd give even a 3 out 10. Really quite the popular evening entertainment and does lull us to sleep.

Update 19

On February 16, we took a van to the Vietnam border where we had to show our passports & visas four times. Then we got in another van that took us to HaTien, very close to the border. There a nice man hailed a taxi for us which too us to our hotel. Taxi cost was 100,000 dong…$4. It'll take us awhile to learn to calculate dong to $! After a shower to cool us down, we went in search of an eSIM we can use in Vietnam. It took a bit of walking in several stops but we succeeded. I need to find out more about eSIM cause it was a pain—took the girl about 30 minutes. It's suppose to be easier than the old SIM card that you just popped in! The front desk directed us to a supermarket where we got cheese, crackers, oranges, beer & 2 Coke lights for $5. We ate on our balcony listening to the birds & street noise. I enjoyed watching a little boy clop around in his mom's high heel shoes. Our room had a TV so we tried to find something to watch but only found an old Tom Cruise show…Mission Impossible. Ugh. Good thing we both have good books to read & like playing cribbage. The next morning we got on the bus to Cam Tho. It's called a sleeper cause all the seats lay almost flat. There's two tiers & we were on the top which gave us a great view. The 5 hour trip followed a river that's a tributary of the Mekong. Villages & homes filled both sides of the river. Most villages were much like Cambodia-open store fronts & restaurants with meat cooking on a grill and those large styrofoam boxes wrapped in yellow tape probably storing cold food. Almost all flew the Vietnam flag and many had bars across the front. The houses right on the river were pretty dilapidated though occasionally one gorgeous one would appear. Potted yellow carnations were everywhere which drew your eye so you could overlook the trash. Hammocks were plentiful especially in the restaurants. The river had lots of traffic-big barges to small fishing boats and everything in between! Many flying flags & with a pot of yellow carnations! Multiple fingers of the mighty Mekong reached out across the area creating areas for riverside homes to be built where a boat ride could take you & your load to town. The fingers surrounded fields of rice, banana trees & gardens. I only saw a few people unless they were on a motorcycle. Our giant bus occasionally met another bus & show how they squeezed by each other in those narrow streets often lined with rice drying or other products. Our bus only made one bathroom stop and I thought—really, this is the best one around??? We crawled off the bus, stretched a minutes and soon Rog was surrounded by offers to take us to the homestay we'd reserved. A guy offered to take us for $8 so Rog agreed. Then he & his buddy left for a minute and came back with their motorcycles. They each threw our suitcases in front of them & handed us a helmet. I put on my backpack & hopped on. Rog took my phone to take a picture & before he could hand it back to me, my guy took off. So there I was wearing flip flops & shorts, riding with a stranger I couldn't communicate with, not really knowing where we were going cause Rog made the plans…and with no phone & Rog hopefully somewhere behind me. I admit it did freak me out a bit especially when we stopped & Rog wasn't anywhere in sight. He did eventually catch up & soon we took a small rough lane which ended up at the right place. A thrill ride for just $4 each! Kids—don't even think about doing this!!! Our Mekong Homestay is quite rustic but our bungalow looks over a river, has a western bathroom, fan & mosquito net. We got a cold water and then rested up before they served us a really nice dinner of stir fry vegetables, rice & egg rolls. We got in bed early hoping to avoid mosquitoes. Actually they never did show up!
Our homestay offered us bikes so we got up early the next morning and took off riding. There was little traffic and the road was good. It was a nice way to get up close and feel a part of the this smaller village we're in. We joined others for breakfast of fried eggs & roll. We have enjoyed visiting with several other people staying here. Travelers easily connect & one of guys on the staff speaks great English and spent quite a while on our porch talking to us. He learned English from watching Hollywood movies. Rog took another bike ride a bit later & I caught up on my writing while seeing the tide rise the water level and watching a few boats paddle by.