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It was a really chilled week. During his working days, I mostly chilled watching TV or read books at his place, shopped, and walked around. The latter two activities can be such a challenge because my Vietnamese vocabulary is shamefully limited. The only sentence I can say correctly up until now is "em thich mông bự", which is the equivalent of "I like big butt".
I was wondering if I said it to a local, they would lead me straight to a prostitution area in downtown Saigon.
Ahem, anyhoo...
Quan likes my gift, which is a watch. I've been wanting to get him a serious lawyer's watch, you know, that compliments his everyday suits and tie. After all the lunch breaks window shopping and comparing items in the nearest malls, I finally found one that is classy but not too much. For his birthday celebration, we went out with his friends for a barbecue and drinks.
Later in the week, we went to a countryside around two hours outside of the city to shoot guns that apparently were used during Vietnam war. I was pretty scared when I got there, coming from a country where gun possession is definitely prohibited and almost no one I know ever comes close to even holding one (beside my grandparents, great grandparents and their friends who fought the Dutch before Indonesian independence day, of course). The sound of the shots were crazy and the guns are almost as big as me. Quan and his friend were having a ball trying some of them to shoot the targets then he looked at me and said I should try it.
At first I said no.
He assured me it would be okay. Although the gun might bounce back a little after I shoot.
I shook my head like a little baby.
He pouted.
Oh well let's just say I'm a sucker for that pout. And I'm curious. So I tried shooting two different guns.
Here is one of the hilarious videos:
And this is why my country will never pick me to go to war.
Have you tried shooting things?
Ahem, anyhoo...
Quan likes my gift, which is a watch. I've been wanting to get him a serious lawyer's watch, you know, that compliments his everyday suits and tie. After all the lunch breaks window shopping and comparing items in the nearest malls, I finally found one that is classy but not too much. For his birthday celebration, we went out with his friends for a barbecue and drinks.
Later in the week, we went to a countryside around two hours outside of the city to shoot guns that apparently were used during Vietnam war. I was pretty scared when I got there, coming from a country where gun possession is definitely prohibited and almost no one I know ever comes close to even holding one (beside my grandparents, great grandparents and their friends who fought the Dutch before Indonesian independence day, of course). The sound of the shots were crazy and the guns are almost as big as me. Quan and his friend were having a ball trying some of them to shoot the targets then he looked at me and said I should try it.
At first I said no.
He assured me it would be okay. Although the gun might bounce back a little after I shoot.
I shook my head like a little baby.
He pouted.
Oh well let's just say I'm a sucker for that pout. And I'm curious. So I tried shooting two different guns.
Here is one of the hilarious videos:
And this is why my country will never pick me to go to war.
Have you tried shooting things?
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Have a good time chilling! :-)