Hanoi light

in front of the Ho Chi Minh mausoleum

Arriving in Hanoi it was rainy and cool. The week’s stay at Dr. Scharfsinn’s house at the Westlake was of a sociable sort. We have spend much of the time in the city and enjoyed stories of our common past in the country and at university, drank Ca Phe Sua Da and hot coconut cacao, ate Al Fresco’s Pizza, Bit Tet (Vietnamese for Beefsteak) and that Pho Cuon of unbelievable taste. I saw Uncle Ho. Met some old friends from Bach Khoa University. Arrived in Ho Chi Minh City on August of 5th. I still don’t have an assurance for any internship in fields that I am interested in and that fact drives me a bit crazy. I will need money here. Teaching a language and thus staying in Vietnam will be better for my own language practice than to fly home. Nonetheless, such a job wouldn’t be very interesting. See what happens. I’m doing enquiries, trying to find an interesting project. The longer you’re here the more you become demanding. Feel the need for a regular day, for renting an apartment, for more privacy and opportunities than you have out of a guest house room in the backpackers’ area.

writing applications on Dr. Scharfsinn’s balcony