This is the water flowing under the bridge on our street. Aafter it rains it looks just like water, but it hasn't rained today and the water looks disgusting, like it has stained the banks black. There are pipes all over that appear to bring in crap from all over the neighborhood. Not good. I think that if we drank that water, we wouldn't get sick; we would die.
The power has gone out a lot lately. We aren't too bothered by it because we are comforted by the power bill receipt in our cabinet declaring that it is not our fault. None of our classrooms have windows (the classes are at night anyway) and the power going out during class --though short lived-- is a bit more comical.
We've had it pretty easy though compared to our other teachers in Vietnam. One team had a typhoon (though I am totally jealous) and their house was flooded. Another team member was asked to leave the country for various reasons. Another teacher was just informed about the death of her uncle back home. This didn't all just happen, but I wanted to make sure that my blog wasn't all hunky-dory (spell check is not helping me out with that one), making Vietnam look like a party all of the time.
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