Flying in Coach never felt so glamorous

Flying in Coach never felt so glamorous
Yesterday was the best airport day I've ever had. The Koh Samui airport is beautiful, indoor/outdoor with furnished bungalow-type things acting as gates, free snacks and internet. There were streams with water-lilies growing in them, running right past our gate. Ridiculous. Then we spent what felt like days in the Bangkok airport, where no one but each other got our jokes and we roamed the floors for free samples of everything from perfume to sesame crackers.

To ease your worried minds (because obviously you were concerned), we are safe and sound at Madame Cuc's guesthouse in Saigon - out of the beauty of the islands and the dangers of Bangkok, we are now surrounded by the energy of these streets. Part New York (traffic, horns honking, everyone very busy), part Paris (cafes, baguettes!, a culture of blatant people watching, everyone in the city socializing in the park on a Sunday night), and all Asia (thousands of motorbikes, driving on the sidewalk as well as the street, food vendors everywhere selling pho and fruit and fish and quail egg in rice paper and everything else weird and unimaginable).

After our first baguettes of the day, we are off to see the city. Cafes, temples, trying not to get hit by a motorbike (we've been holding hands like little kids), more strange and awesome food (had my first pennywort juice and loved it), and maybe even a water puppet show. We love you all so much, and we're so glad you are sharing this experience with us from wherever you are.

xoxo Mary & Dana