Editing Morning Coffee

<br><br><br>Saigon now; Saigon then, Saigon street corners contrast with vivid colors-life unfolds with the animation of the young and meditation of the old. We wake each morning into this bustling city, but who wakes the city up?<br><br><br>It is not easy to ascertain who launches Saigon into the morning-the fixed of boundary between night and day is blurred. At 3 am, Saigon bars still serve quietly. At the same time, hawkers arrange their goods in the first hours of wholesale markets. In these are blue-collar workers starting their shifts beneath the glow of street lights. Saigon is waking up, but the city never fully went to sleep.<br><br><br>(adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push();<br><br><br>Who starts off the city&#39;s day? The answer is elusive, perhaps hidden somewhere among the street sounds: vehicles, horns, and people selling newspapers in the street. "But today&#39;s newspaper! Thanh Nien! Tuoi Tre! Come buy today&#39;s paper! "<br><br><br>Today is the same as everyday-a cup of black coffee. The difference is only the place. I am at a [https://www.google.com/search?hl=en&gl=us&tbm=nws&q=western-style%20cafe&btnI=lucky western-style cafe] on the corner of Pasteur and Le Loi streets. A Valentine&#39;s ballad by Martina McBride and Jim Brickman sounds out, making the street life suddenly a shade more romantic.<br><br><br>At 7:30 am, employees walk into government offices. Vehicles pack half of the street every time the traffic light turns red. I watch the commuters, who have long faces and jutting chins-typical Saigon faces. They stop at the three-way crossroads when the traffic light turns yellow and then hurry forward when the red light changes to green after 45 seconds.<br><br><br>"Please buy a lottery ticket! "a 10 year-old girl cries. Her accent is from Quang province; her choice is pure, as if she never knew about life in the dusty streets. It is a tenor note in this morning&#39;s ballad.<br><br><br>These are a foreign couple in white shirts and cream khaki trousers. The man holds the woman&#39;s hand and they go to a nearby table, which has a good view of the street. The man has side-burns and puffs through a cigarette holder, gazing out at the street through the smoke. They call a street vendor and buy a colonial hat.<br><br><br>Three other men enter and choose a hidden corner in the coffee shop. They order coffee, tea and strawberry juice. They are about 60 years old. They start talking about Saigon in 1975-their accents sound like Vietnamese from overseas. 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The shops sell goods, such as Eagle batteries and Perlon toothpaste, aimed at middle class consumers.<br><br><br>People roam around these areas, especially on weekends. The intent is not so much to buy as it is to experience-to see street life and walk arm in arm, talking together. There are many ice cream shops and restaurants, enticing passersby and a voyeuristic gaze at the beautiful young girls walking by.<br><br><br>Entheralled at the detailed memory of the 60 year-old man&#39;s story, a younger man invites the Vietnamese from overseas to Napoli Bar on Pham Ngoc Thach Street. This popular bat is a nighttime venue where audiences listen to famous songs of an era passed-enlivening the street sounds with every performance.<br><br><br>Also on Pham Ngoc Thach Street, these are many fashion shops, trade centers, and souvenir shops. The most famous commercial center is of course Ben Thanh Market, a highly frequented tourist destination and known as the true heart of Saigon.<br><br><br>(adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push();<br><br><br>Saigon now; Saigon then, Saigon streets stir in the morning and soon explode into a symphony of activity: noises, smells, colors. Who woke Saigon up this morning, tipping her into another lively day? The answer, of course: who really knows?<br><br><br>"I had a cup of black coffee" I say "The bill, please."<br><br><br>The bill is handed over, folded into a fake leather black folder. The number is more than a few thousand VND, as usual. But when I notice that the bill is 36,000, I am happily surprised. This is a lucky number to start the day.<br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br>This article written by Lanh Nguyen from Vietnam Heritage Travel For original[ ][ ] [ ]<br><br><br><br><br><br><br><br>(adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push();