The movies couldn't make me cry as much as Vietnam

Vietnam is so amazing I am going have to skip over my summary of Hong Kong and skip right to it.

I never realized how many Cantonese people lived here in Vietnam and how much family I have. And here comes an amazing story.

My paternal grandma's sister is mute but she can hear. She married a guy who could not speak or hear. They adopted a child that was found by the mute sister in the streets. They adopted a second son whose family was escaping Cambodia - and the family sold the son to them. 10 years later that family comes back to find their son but their son does not go back with them, he stays with the family who brought him up. Somewhere in between the couple have a very beautiful baby but they were living out in the country and one night when the baby was sick, it was so dark they gave her the wrong medicine and she unfortunately died. The family move back to Saigon and they live in the house my dad grew up in now.

I met the brother in law and he is so amazingly down to earth that I started to cry. Then when my aunt told me about this story I started to cry again. It is so amazing.

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My dad and I were walking back from the house he grew up in when I started asking him about the war. He said in 1975, the road that we were walking on was lined with dead bodies - with the heat coming down, the bodies blackened and swelled. He said the smell was unbearable.

It is stories like this that is making my trip so intense. I seriously want to write a book about my family.

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In other news - I never knew the world had so many different fruits, thank you Vietnam!