Year 2015, At this time i can write. I love Vietnam... In Vietnamese. I unterstand that i become a Saigoner, just because i go on the morning with sadness, and after 3 minutes in the street with people here, with smile, i become better, i need more an dmore go in the street and talk 2 or 3 words in Vietnamese. Everybody kinding me because i am tall... and yes i take humour so like another Vietnamese man.

Market is not only beautiful. Market place is a meeting with smile and kindness for a foreigner.

Market is the middle place for earn and lose money, but i have never money with me... This is more easy.