Started the day with a fantastic foot scrub and massage along Hang Buom, a street named after rattan baskets and other crafts and a cup of strong cafe da (iced black coffee) at No.1 cafe. The place is run by a pair of gorgeous Vietnamese ladies. The sisters (or cousins?), are in their fourties of fifties but have the beautiful skin, large soulful eyes and faded glamour of Shanghai opera singers or movie starlets. A little chihuahua runs amok and under the legs of tables and customers, yapping shrilly and fearlessly at the laden scooters that zip past, or the vegetable and fruit vendors that ply the street. The pup is no bigger than my foot (a size 5) but is a feisty 'un. I ask the sisters to wake the little fella up today to take a photo. He was non too happy about it as you can tell.
Water Puppets
Even if the theatre is not for you, it's a must to catch the water puppet show (the theatre is near the lake, next to the giant Harpo's). It's all in Vietnamese, but the ingenuous maneouverings of the water borne puppets tell the tales well enough.
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