Word of the Day: Cho: dog
So this past weekend I returned to Hanoi to see some friends, find a hamburger, and take a shower-not-in-a-bucket. I am happy to report that I had success on all three of these fronts.
On Sunday, my friend Mia and I took a cycling day trip to Hoa Lu and Tam Coc. We rode through some villages, saw some water buffaloes (IN THE WATER!), and went through a cave via boat. See Exhibits A, B, and C.
All in all, it was good to focus my energy on an excursion of some kind. I am finding that the more active I can be here, the happier I will be.
On the trip, our tour guide was a Vietnamese man named Ang who was very skilled at making animal noises. Non-stop. His goat was especially impressive.
As we were rowing along this river through beautiful limestone formations, Ang asked if I had ever eaten dog. I said, "No, I have not. I have a pet dog, and her name is Lady."
People in Vietnam also have pet dogs, so I asked him what the difference is between your pet dog and a dog you eat. He said, "Oh, you would never eat your own dog. But you would eat your neighbor's. One time I ate my girlfriend's."
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I asked if that made her upset. He said she never found out.
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Later in the day, after he asked me if I have a "lover" (a question which I am asked at least once a day, and just like that, "Do you have a lover?"), I asked him if he still had a girlfriend.
He said No.
MAYBE BECAUSE YOU ATE HER PUPPY, DUDE.
This is one of the loves of my life, Lady Felix. I will never eat dog, Lady. I promise.
hmmm you only have a bucket shower? i had one too. they get real old, real fast. and never actually got all the soap out of my hair.
ReplyDeleteRick and I laughed out loud at this post for some time. Maybe because you ate her puppy!! Classic. Parker is proud of you for not eating dog:)!
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