It’s the people.
And of the people it’s the children that so stick in my memory from my brief trip to Vietnam. I remember them being inquisitive yet holding a respectful distance; bright-eyed and quick to wave whilst staying close to mum. They also loved to chime out
in English accompanied by a cheeky chorus of giggles.
Suffice to say I won’t be talking about ‘the War’ here. Many who fought there all those years ago now may understandably have a different opinion than me. But I can only ‘report’ what I observed and experienced from my first Vietnam trip.
And that’s what I do whenever and where ever I travel.
I travel to learn and observe to understand.
I saw and met warm, gracious, patient and contented people.
Non-hurried and often, it seemed, without many possessions I observed families laughing, working and playing together. Outside of the cities it seems very much a paddock to plate subsistence society which is actually still the norm for most of the world’s population.
Thank god for digital photography is all I can say. I took so many photographs. Many more than I normally do. The reason?
The reason being that instead of scowls or ‘look aways’ upon being noticed with my bulky Canon DSLR – common with street photography in western cities – I was welcomed with a beaming smile more often than not. And how can a photographer refuse an invitation like that.
Face of Vietnam. Part 2. Gallery. [click an image to enlarge]