I took Kitty to the vet this morning. The Grab driver that I had on the way there had two little yellow cute emoji toys hanging off his rear view mirror, and I commented on how cute they were. He said “yeah, sometimes I don’t know whether to laugh **turns over the π stuffed toy** or cry **turns over the π toy**”. After some more discussion, I figured that what he was basically saying was that some customers are so terrible that he just wants to cry π’ I asked him to elaborate, but his English wasn’t good enough to explain to me – and the thought of asking him to explain in Chinese crossed my mind, but then quickly realised that that wouldn’t help matters anyway! π But he did say that some customers just don’t seem to have any respect for Grab drivers, and wished that people could just respect one another. I totally agree. I’ve heard a few horror stories from other drivers, and I completely agree this driver today. So I hope I gave him a bit of π for a little while this morning, at least.
I went home and packed, and then headed to the airport. We flew out of Terminal 2 today, which I rarely fly out of, so the whole terminal is still relatively new to me. I spent the afternoon soaking in the surrounds π I was with N, though, and he’s not quite as much of a fan of Changi as I am (well, no one is, so it’s not like he’s the weirdo one π), so I didn’t get to see everything that I wanted to see in the terminal. In fact, the only time I get to visit Changi properly is when I’m by myself! π Sighhh… If only I could convert others to become Changi ambassadors as well… π
The flight was ok. The meal that I chose was rather mediocre, which is highly unusual for Singapore Airlines. I hardly complain about their food. Although we still got a meal for a two-hour flight, so I was happy about that. We got quite a fair bit of turbulence about halfway through though, and that unsettled me quite a fair bit. I just wanted to get off that plane. So I didn’t finish Finding Momo (Mom), this hilarious French film that I was really getting into before I started feeling a bit sick π€’ Sighhh… I’ll just have to finish it on the return leg home.
I didn’t really read up on Ho Chi Minh City before today, and I feel a bit bad not even learning some very basic words in Vietnamese. Having this lofty lifetime goal of being a polyglot, I like being able to know at least a few essential words in any non-English speaking country that I visit. So I was feeling rather ashamed that I hadn’t even learnt hello, goodbye and thank you in Vietnamese.
So I learnt them once we’d checked in. O-M-G. I thought Chinese was hard. Vietnamese is also a tonal language, but I think the sounds are even more foreign for an English speaker! So I’m trying to just remember hello and thank you, that’ll be my two words for today! Hello sounds like the first two syllables of ‘Singapore’ in Chinese (xin chΓ o), so I’m cheating that way π and thank you sounds like “come on” (cΓ‘m o’n). Even though it uses Roman letters, the pronunciation can be completely different, so I don’t know if that’s better or worse than learning Chinese characters! π
After checking in, we met up with our dance teacher, who is also here for the comp. We went and had Japanese near our hotel, and then went for a quick walk around Ben Thanh Market before calling it a night.
Crossing the road is going to be a challenge tomorrow! I don’t think I can cross the road by myself (how stupid does that sound?! π) I will have to rely on traffic lights as, unlike locals, I cannot walk into oncoming traffic! People keep saying “don’t worry, just walk forward, look straight ahead, and maintain a steady pace throughout. They’ll drive around you”. Errr, no… π I may have to follow a local or two, otherwise I’ll just have to find a traffic light, or just stay on the same block as the hotel!π