In Saigon

I was born in Ha Tinh, who grew up in Nha Trang and Saigon settlers from the age of eighteen years now. Yet in times seven times to write something about Saigon, then I stopped writing because did not know what to write.
Saigon is a strange land. It's strange that many people do not know what to write to say about it. It's strange that people remember about it when it is in the heart; business that people love it with a vague but intense to death, like a kind of gratitude, not to the hometown .
I first came to Saigon in 1991, on an ambulance. Not my truck, I hitch an ambulance from meningitis patients in Khanh Hoa Hospital transferred to Cho Ray. I remember in the first driver to Saigon went one way and the wrong way with a range of nearly collided with the motorcycle. I remember removing the two gold rings inserted on hand to steal shoes because in Saigon heard his hand ready to rob someone just gold.
That day, my first impression as Saigon is too big and too crowded. Go now, my impression as Saigon is still too big and too crowded.
Large Saigon. I map it must be bigger than Singapore or Hong Kong. From the fields to Hoc Mon Gio, from tip to garden Duc Binh Chanh distant contempt. Where is Saigon. The most impressive statement about Saigon I heard from a 40-year old man was driving cabs, "No guy would dare to say we know all chest clapping Saigon."
East of Saigon. Street, the mall, restaurants ... all sources of untouched people. From the full Cholon Chinese-speaking people to the United Democratic Students can also earn something, but not by the people also are searching for. From the streets are always crowded car to the wholesale market throughout the night. Full of people everywhere, more and more everyday. I bet more than half the people you meet in Saigon were not the original Saigon. As my example.
In Saigon has a different atmosphere, solid consistency probably by dust, smoke, smell of sweat, food, cars by the sound, the sound of thousands of people by the sounds and colors which once used to breathe with it you will never forget, if not be hard to leave.
In Saigon, land on it tolerated all kinds of people, from his academic intellectuals to sell lottery tickets she felt this earth more livable place, from talented artists and incompetent to her little basket trading Lowland farming are selling a new career dream land where people do more of this car. In Saigon, with her dark country only sell after 3 years of pavement that have purchased the home front to the main character where she would put her car cucumber water.
In Saigon sometimes people run by you in the street just to remind you legs brushing against the car or watch a profit dropped in the pocket. In Saigon there are many young people as western wear, air-conditioned with coffee sitting in front of laptop resume, but also many middle-aged man drinking iced tea shorts sidewalk tables consistent kidnap story building buildings for rent . In Saigon you can apply to women everywhere that the salary of an engineer by new college graduates, people can buy the same item for a difference of up to ten times that not bother .
Saigon is a strange land. It's strange that people remember about it when it is in the heart. That's it.