This weekend my friend Bill invited me to go see his rugby team, the Saigon Geckos, play in the Saigon International Rugby 10s Tournament at the RMIT campus in District 7. I hadn’t gone to any sports events yet here in Saigon, so another friend and I made the jaunt over to D7 (350,000 VND in a taxi from D2) to watch. Teams from Hanoi, Cambodia, Australia, Ho Chi Minh City, and Hong Kong were playing in the tournament.

I knew nothing about rugby, so thankfully we were able to find a few other colleagues who could give us the play by play. The games were pretty fast-paced and I found rugby much more interesting to watch than American football especially during the final 3 games of the tournament.

Aside from the game, there were definitely some rather *interesting* things going on which included:

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Wow! Hard to believe it’s been three full years already, and at the same, I feel like I’ve been in Saigon even longer than that as I’ve gone through so many changes, both professionally and personally, since we moved here in August 2012.

I’m now printing the fifth iteration of my business card, this time as Deputy Head of School. This is the first year I’m on a full-time administrative contract instead of a teaching contract. Doing that Principal licensure program during my maternity leave with Arianne definitely paid off!

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Today marks the 40th anniversary of the fall of Saigon and the victory of the North Vietnamese army. The holiday is also called Victory Day or Liberty Day, however some Vietnamese refer to it as Black April and consider it a day of mourning.

The 40-year celebration in Ho Chi Minh City was open only to those invited, but I was able to get downtown yesterday to check out the preparations. A large outdoor arena was set up in front of Reunification Palace. All the bleachers were painted baby blue, and large floats replicating tanks, trains, and garish red and yellow flowers were ready for the morning’s parade. More than 100 police offers and army personnel patrolled the area, so sadly I wasn’t able to actually get into the bleacher area which was barricaded from the public. Locals, who usually enjoy the green space between Alexandre de Rhodes and Han Thuyen, sat on the curb against a backdrop of portable chain link barriers.

In the middle of the open-air arena, a large cardboard standup of Ho Chi Minh with bright yellow shards of light behind him emerged from a neon pink flower. Men wheeled a paper mache fortress into place, and an army man on a walkie talkie shot a bored looked at the camera-toting tourists. While I couldn’t get any photos in the arena, here are some of the decorations set up along the parade route.

To learn more about Vietnam 40 years after reunification, see this feature on AlJazeera.

This is our air purifier’s pre-filter after approximately 10 months of use in Ho Chi Minh City. When we installed it, the inside boxes were bright white just like the styrofoam.

The first year we lived in Vietnam, we did not have an air purifier. I had almost constant sinus infections, and Gabriel developed a persistent cough and chest congestion. Considering the amount of dust pollution from construction in District 2 and overall bad air quality in Ho Chi Minh City, I decided that we needed to do something about the air quality in our house. Part of the solution included moving to a house with lower ceilings and less space, and the other part was buying high-quality air purifiers.

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One of my favorite things to do during Tet is to visit the Spring Flower Festival at Tao Dan Park in central Ho Chi Minh City. This is the third year we’ve stayed in town during Tet. I actually really like it because the weather is cool, the city is less busy, and the new year decorations make the town festive.

It cost 20,000 VND (US $1) per adult to enter the park for the flower festival; the kids (ages 4 and 1) got in free. Inside there are lots of different displays set up with rock carvings, wood carvings, bonsai tree art, and other floral arrangements. Within each section, a few of the pieces are marked with ribbons, and all pieces are marked with names, so it seems to be a contest. It reminded me a lot of the New England county fairs where people enter different produce and crafts for judging.

We did as the locals do: dressed up and took pictures with the flowers. Enjoy!

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