There is not much planned for today, so we were free to take it easy. We wake up early and have a Vietnamese iced coffee, the first of many for the day. I love this stuff so much, it's like crack. The only scheduled event for the day is a family dinner for Kiet and Anny, in celebration of their marriage 8 months ago. In preparation, Kiet goes to the barber for a full haircut, which includes a facial massage, shave, and ear cleaning for about $1.25 American. Yes, I said ear cleaning. This is a Vietnamese thing (maybe other cultures do it, too, but I'm not sure). I go just for the ear cleaning. For those of you who don't know what this is, I'll try my best to explain it. The guy has a whole arsenal of tools, and uses them to slowly pick and pull all the earwax and crap out of your ears. It sounds scary, but since my dad used to do this to me as a kid, I'm not concerned, I'm looking forward to it. As they pick your ears clean, they leave the crap on your arms, so you can be amazed at the amount of crap that was in there before.
But it really isn't the ear cleaning that gives me a chubby, it's the swab that more or less looks like a pipe cleaner or mini chimney sweep that is the key here. Do you ever stick a Q-tip kinda deep into your ear, and just swirl it around? Does it feel kinda good? Multiply that by 100. It feels so good, and Kiet and I praise it so much, that Amanda even gives it a shot. It helps that I tell her these guys are professionals, and they've cleaned thousands of ears. Never mind that they've cleaned thousands of ears with the same set of tools...that's irrelevant. I take a couple good shots of her in action, including a priceless video clip of her toes curling. She likes to call it an eargasm.
I leave the place with the hearing of a bat. We dilly dally for most of the day, then get dressed up (by Vietnam standards...jeans and a button down), and head to Anny's Grandparents house for a dinner. The food is catered, and Kiet and Anny do the rounds. It's basically so that Kiet can meet Anny's side of the family.
After a few hours, we decide to head to a "happening" coffee shop, according to Kiet's cousin in Vietnam. We are the only people in the place, and the coffee drinks are literally 10 times as expensive as your average shop. Thit drinks two black russians, and due to her small stature, gets completely wasted. She ends up praying to the porcelain god in the middle of the night. We pack for our 9 day tour of Vietnam, and call it a night.
1 comment:
Tin,
Glad to see that you're having fun on your trip. John and I have really enjoyed following your adventures on the blog. John's personal favorite was Day 5, even though it took him 10 minutes to read it to me out loud because he had to repeatedly stop and clean up the juice that he kept spitting up on the monitor. Every day since then, he manages to work the phrase "Man, that hummingbird looks pissed!" somewhere into a part of our conversation.
And I'm learning a lot from your blog myself. For example, today John explained to me that even though a guy says that something gives him a "chubby", it doesn't necessarily involve blood flow. It just means he likes it a lot.
Glad to hear that you guys are safe, and that you are having fun! Say HI to Amanda, Kiet, and Annie for us. Talk to you when you get back.
Love,
Your Sister Ti
PS: Everything above was from John dictating to me what to type. Personally, I am shocked. I'm telling Mom.
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