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The Wedding Shoe Shuffle

January 20, 2011

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After all the effort of booking flights and hotels, acquiring visas and catching a taxi at 6am to get to the wedding, I missed the main event. And probably ruined the private family ceremony, my blunders captured for eternity by the official photographer and the official videographer. I spent all day waiting around, chasing an overly-energetic […]

Help! I Need Somebody

January 12, 2011

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In Singapore, many families — local and expat — have a helper. In Vietnam, families have maids, known as người giúp or “help person”. In Western countries, parents can get some respite from parenting in the form of babysitters, family members, friends and day care facilities. For the last six months we’ve had no help — […]

Photo Friday – A Ho Ho Ho Chi Minh Christmas

December 23, 2010

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I had two bittersweet Christmases in Ho Chi Minh City. Bitter because I was so far from my family, sweet because I was in an amazing and exotic city with many new adventurous friends (and Darling Man for the second one.) Downtown Saigon was filled with flashing lights (sponsored by Heinekin one year), balloon sellers, […]

Christmas Culture Clash

December 17, 2010

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Darling Man is Buddhist and a minimalist. Trying to make him understand the mish-mash of Christmas traditions is difficult. So when I announced I was buying the baby three Christmas presents, a discussion began that appeared to be a highway to an argument. “Buy them in Vietnam,” he said, dismissively. “It’s cheaper.” “But we’re going […]

My Baby Is A Rockstar!

December 13, 2010

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She only needs a pair of oversized sunglasses to complete the picture. She’s got everything else – big hair, an entourage, drivers and hordes of adoring fans. Like the best rock stars, she’s often loud and inappropriate in public. She can trash a room in under a minute and she puts the “aaaaaaaahhhhh” into diva when there’s […]

Hell Money Hem

October 28, 2010

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We found our own slice of heaven in hell money hem, a narrow alley in a warren of alleys behind a busy thoroughfare in Ho Chi Minh City. It seemed like a quiet hem when Darling Man took me there to sign the lease papers. I’d stayed out of sight until then to avoid the […]

Sneaky Smiles On The Bus

October 13, 2010

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We were wedged in between a grumpy-faced Chinese lady and a dark Malay worker with downcast eyes, bumping along from one side of Singapore to another. I had Miss M clasped in my lap, worried an extra-strong bump or a sudden brake would send her flying out a window. Miss M was oblivious to the […]