I’ve been here twice, yet barely scratched the surface.  As I prepare to leave, my mind and soul desperately wonder if I have done enough.  Have I lived and breathed?  Have I left the tiniest of marks on the city?

I spent the day at the art museum and the War Remnants Museum.  I also found time to have some ice coffee and Bahn mi.

At the art museum, I came across a photography exhibition.  The pictures were absolutely stunning.  I wish I could buy prints to hang on my wall.  Sadly none were for sale.  I had to settle for a coffee table book.  Luckily, the artist was present at the exhibition.  He signed my book and took a photo with me.

The art museum is housed in three old French colonial buildings.  It has a collection of ancient art and some modern paintings.

The War Remnants Museum, while displaying some capture equipment, was really more about the horrors of war.

Difficult at times, but definitely important to visit.  I was especially impressed by the exhibit of different anti war protests that had waged around the world.  From TV and movies, I knew about the protests in the USA, but very little about them in other countries.

I have always found that the stickers they give you for attendance to museums or art galleries, really fail to adhere to damp (ahem…sweaty) clothes.  I think I have found an alternative.

The final dinner was a delicious sea bass, spring rolls and some 333 beer.

I made a run to the convenience store to pick up a few treats with the last of my Vietnamese Dong.

I have an early flight to Korea.

Goodbye Saigon