The rain in Quy Nhon flooded the marketplace.
Ducks being sold at the marketplace. They may be free range here, but once they are caught, life is downhill from there.
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| The marketplace inspired me to go get some guilt-free clean vegetarian food. This lady makes a really good vegetarian Bun Bo Hue soup. |
Quy Nhon is the province where my mom grew up. Its basically a very quaint beachtown, and my mom usually comes back every year to swim in the warm ocean. My uncle and aunt say that's all that she seems to do when she comes back to her home town. Its as if she needs to feel the water of her birthplace to restore herself and gain back a sense of peace. She usually comes just before the rainy season, and of course just to follow our typical relationship pattern, I ended up doing the opposite of what she did. I like the rain. The people in Quy Nhon find it to be a nuisance for good reason though. It ends up flooding their homes and their markets and driving around in a scooter is bit more dangerous. When I took the photograph by the beach, my uncle had taken me for a ride on his motorbike to get there. The rain was hitting my face like a bunch of pellets and I could hardly open my eyes. I dont know how he managed to safely get us around, but in true Vietnamese spirit he just got through it, no big deal. |
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