Funny thing about being a Foreign English teacher, school officials love to take you out to view the sights. Last weekend we went to the Silk Village and were able to see the entire process of making silk- from the silk worms to loom.
This weekend was supposed to be a time to visit a pottery village but halfway through the week plans were changed and we were told maybe we would also go to see the water puppets as well. Now the weeks we have here are so condensed it feels like every moment is packed with lesson planning/sleeping/eating that a full day of sight-seeing seemed like a bit of a long day—especially since water puppets are only preformed at night.
Then the plans changed again. Then again….finally it was decided that today we would visit the Mausoleum of Ho Chi Mihn. As we gathered after breakfast of sticky rice the dark clouds began to rumble.
Buckets of rain poured upon our car as we made our way through the city. Once at the mausoleum our fellow teachers/guides for the day gave us each a blue poncho.
Funny thing was that we hadn’t had running water since Thursday afternoon and we were all feeling a bit sticky and smelly (the shoilet and I had a bit of an argument on Thursday night when my shower was canceled—it was mostly a one sided argument). The torrential downpour felt like the most amazing shower ever. Rain is considered lucky and because of it we were able to see “Uncle Ho” as my students call him, quickly rather than having to wait in a long line.
Last Friday we were able have dinner with some other English teachers and ate pizza, swam, and played badminton. This Friday we were able to share pizza again with our fellow English teachers and went out to karaoke. We were joined by some Vietnamese friends we had met with our first day sight seeing in the Old Quarter of Hanoi.
The days feel like weeks but the weeks feel like seconds.
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