Here's a cute little turquoise house with a flat roof. Notice the mess of electrical wires overhead. Electricity is run out to these rural areas nowadays but the power is not totally dependable. It does tend to go off every once in a while.
Here's a picturesque little shelter. It may be for the farm hands to take a nap in.
Dragon fruit trees sheltering their red fruit like hens under their feathers.
Nothing fancy but it's home.
Getting close to the city, we can see a pagoda off in the distance...
There it is! Ho Chi Minh City... or as most people here call it, Saigon. Coming into the city, we were immediately surrounded by passing motorcycles by the droves. There are zillions of them!
Vietnam is socialist, they say, but I'm thinking there are lots of communist type posters around. Albeit, the Police or Military never jump onto the bus to check your ID in Vietnam as they do in Thailand. In Thailand, we wouldn't be on a bus for more than half an hour before the bus was boarded by Military men checking identification. Maybe they were looking for criminals. But they asked me once to show them my passport. Mind you, it only happened once and they were very polite about it.
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