When I woke up at 5 in the morning with Hang, the mother had already been to the market and prepared the breakfast. The whole village was up early, because we wanted to say goodbye to the emigrants. A few uncles arrived for breakfast for a visit, so there was...

After lunch it finally was the time, Hang’s father had found his way to the house of Bo’s grandmother to pick us up. It seemed to me like two worlds collided. Hang’s father sat there, a lanky man with working hands in his discolored shirt in the middle of this...

This visit to the Vietnamese countryside is a good example that one has to determine very little when planning travel in Vietnam as an individual. At Bô’s I had promised my favorite student hang to visit them in the summer holidays on her village, because otherwise we could not see...

There is still a topic that is very dear to me, even if I couldn’t manage to finish it in Vietnam. The most influential, the most impressive and thoughtful days of my year were the ones I spent by various lucky and unlucky coincidences in several Vietnamese villages. I was...