Travel it is. Sunday in Saigon. The normal routine ditched in favour for a trip to the seaside. To Vung Tau. Only 130 km away. Seems close by, until you hit the roads that are still undergoing renovation. Stretches of rigorous suspension testing and a few hours later we have arrived.
Quick Italian lunch by the seaside, watching the hydrofoils arriving and leaving and seeing the rain and thunderclouds pass by in the distance. Occasional lightings are seen.
Then the beach. Tian is overjoyed and runs in and out of the water. A table and deck chairs are made available. Seafood and snails are served.
A different Sunday. Change is good.