Wednesday 13 May 2015

Man and Machine...and Cardboard

"Is he going somewhere on that bike?" asked my mum when she saw this.

"That is nothing," I replied.


It's pretty easy to get used to the sights of Vietnam. Just last week I was sat in traffic and realised that the passenger on the bike in front of mine was facing me. Back to back with the driver he sat, his feet teetering on the foot pegs and a fridge freezer balanced across his knees. We nodded at one another in mutual acknowledgement of his logistical feat. The lights turned green and his face quickly disappeared into the swarm.

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