Thinking that taking a shower is too much of a bother, I went out this morning at eight to look for breakfast in the same shirt and jeans I wore last night when I got lost in the middle of rain in District 3. But after realizing that I didn’t have the appetite, perhaps having a glass of iced coffee will kick my ass. It didn’t. I spent the next two hours reading the news and taking these pretentious pictures.
Good morning, Saigon.
Lunch was my next goal.