I’ve been in Long Xuyen for two full days now. My suitcase is mostly unpacked and my room is finding some sort of order. I’m enjoying myself here in the sun and warm weather. The last couple of days here have been full of meetings; setting up language school, trying to find a computer monitor, how much will I teach next semester, etc.
I woke up a little late this morning and went out to the coffee shop where I usually have had breakfast every time that I’ve been here. I was looking for an empty table when someone waved me over to his. It was the driver that had picked Lowell and myself up from the airport in Ho Chi Minh City. He spoke perhaps two words of English, but we fumbled around and communicated a bit. I thought it was a slight bit strange. Here I was, I didn’t really know this man at all, we couldn’t communicate properly, yet he was inviting me to sit and have coffee with him. Everyone at the table was smiling.