A month in Vietnam, saving the world one verb tense at a time.
Friday, August 22, 2008
My first night back
Last night, I kept having dreams where I was stuck in an airport and couldn't leave. Just stuck, waiting and waiting. I wonder where in my subconscious this could have come from.
A record of a cynical and idealistic seventeen year old girl's trip to Vietnam in the summer of 2008, attempting to teach English while absorbing the culture of an amazing country and dealing with independence a very large ocean away from home.
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