As a young adult, I was fascinated with Vietnam and wanted to visit. I couldn’t understand why a country halfway across the world where I knew nothing about it, would so enchant me. But I did know about it. A lot. The clues had been all around me since I was a child. The Têt offensive. The Mekong Delta. Ha Noi. These were words that were uttered every night on the news as journalists covered the Vietnam War.
For a variety of reasons, I never managed to make it out to Southeast Asia, until earlier this month. I spent 10 days in Vietnam visiting my son, Cameron, who has lived in Ho Chi Minh City for little less than 3 years, working in the education space, developing English language curriculum.
A Haitian American tourist’s view of Vietnam’s success despite various military actions by foreigners.
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