My Vietnamese must be improving. Walking back to my hotel after dinner this evening, I watched as a big garbage truck picked up the Vietnamese version of dumpsters and without thinking about it read the motto on the side of the truck: Green — Clean — Beautiful. Civic uplift is the same everywhere, apparently. And during dinner I was able to tell in a rough way what the Vietnamese couple seated near me were talking about.

2 thoughts on “Improving

  1. I remember the first time I realized that I had been eavesdropping on a conversation in German. It’s a great feeling, that getting-in.

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