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| Our American baby holding a Danish pastry from a French bakery in central Viet Nam. |
Mimi was a little fussy, and the potential reasons why are a bit more diverse out here. Did she pick up an undiscovered virus from one of the four million people passing through the Tokyo airport? Did she get bit by some tropical insect? Is she struggling through food poisoning? Jet lag? Oh. Just teething. That's right, she's still doing that. We're comfortable with risk, but that doesn't mean we don't worry. But it's not like Mimi is the first baby to cross the street in Saigon or digest a bowl of pho.
This was actually a very liberating realization as we were deciding whether or not to go on this trip. There are millions of babies born in Viet Nam every year, and their health statistics aren't much different than ours. Being a baby is risky, being a baby in Viet Nam is not significantly more so.
On an entirely different note, I'm sure you've noticed how nice the photos have been on this trip. Aimee has become quite the amateur photographer, and she has been taking most of the photos for the blog (at least the good ones). And she couldn't have picked a better location to practice photography. She was actually scheduled to go out on a sunset photo tour led by a professional photographer today, but we had to reschedule. I'm excited to see what comes out of it next week.
But since she couldn't go on the organized tour, we had a little sunset walk of our own. Without fail, going down any side street in this town reveals breathtaking views and ancient buildings. The historical density of Hoi An means that the vast majority of ancient buildings aren't even on the tourist maps. They're serving as homes, shops, or just empty buildings. It really is something else to see. On this particular street (again, chosen at random), we saw a hundred year old Chinese cemetery, a thatched roof home, and a water buffalo. None of this is in any guidebook.
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| Mimi enjoyed being out past her bed time. |
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| Until she didn't. |
